Lost and Found

I have lost the art of loving
without shame and without fear
without counting what I'm giving
seeking balance year by year

I have lost the skill of feeling
warmth of sun from flower blooms
colors that once had me reeling
fade to gray in shadowed rooms

I have lost the knack of living
every second of each day
sleeping, waking, walking, sitting
blend to one and waste away

What's the secret to re-finding
skills I've lost along the way
will it take a full re-minding
to get back what's gone astray

Baby steps the path will start
bits and bytes can build to words
in the chambers of the heart
notes rekindle songs I've heard

Overcoming childhood wrongs
starting fresh with each new day
loving, feeling, living strong
we can build a better way

c. 6/19/2008