Some days
I have forgotten the password
to my life, or Lost the connection
or 404, Page not found.
If I were a starfish
I could grow a briny new limb.
If I were grass, decapitation
uplifts the wand of growth,
her map.
but this meager pilgrim has misplaced
her map.
Today
I am untethered
and can’t see myself
in the sharp curvature of Earth.
If you find me wandering,
remind me of the deep sky in my eyes
and the pure and holy home in my heart.
J. Pratt-Walter, © 4/10/2019.
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