Myself Returned

Forgive that I have been far too long Too far away from you Consumed by little of true importance I meandered through the winter months Like a shepherd seeking his flock I sifted through the spread out hours Grains of sands fallingfrom the hold of my hand Head down against the whistle of the wind And now, here I am Returned to familiar soil I exhale Allowing myself to embrace what changed Coming back to corners where soft light falls And I accept the invitation of an oversized chair Near the window where I can watch the lake lounging Under the colors of sunset's calm I sometimes forget the abundance that simplicity offers Until the moon reminds me to look up