Lost and Found

Engulfed

Hidden in the mountains

Away from the world

The minuscule me

Insignificant

Lost

At home

The giants breath and heave and move and shake the floor under my feet

A speck of dust is what I am

Blown into the air

Never to be found

To become a part of it all

Found

United

In place

To fit in

To breath and fly and be free

(Oct 2019)

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