Lost

I had to know

what was right

there with me,

an internal knowing

I seemed to have

lost —

a different kind

of thought

that bubbled up

subtly

more like sensing —

a quiet prayer

that, when followed,

led through challenges —

past all the surface hype —

back into real satisfaction

and lasting

calm —

naturally clearing away

every other question —

softening

everything in its path —

if only I could

remember the words.