My friend
@Agi Choote is illustrating a collection of my poems. They've all been written this year - because my heart reopened and allowed me to call upon experiences from my present and from my past.
One of the poems was this one. I'm hoping she chooses it amongst the ones she creates some art for, but the art is all up to her.
A Finding
Nothing is ever found
What we find, changes
Love, purpose, ideas, visions
If they change, why seek?
Why target a thing that moves?
Everything is a finding
Finding moments of wholeness
In the face of an approaching storm
It will separate us for a time, but still
I ask myself: am I finding you?
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