Lost & Found 🥰

I saw myself in the mirror,

I could sense my mind scattered & heart shattered,

I felt ugly to see that, but, the mirror never lies...

I could feel my pouring eyes & swollen emotional wounds,

The room seemed dark, but, it was dark inside that reflected outside,

Even the dazzling lights couldn't help me here...

I was hopeless & the soul was helpless,

I turned around with a heavy heart that was almost fully sunk,

I lost myself just in that moment, there & there!

Shiny sunrays were sneaking through the window,

I moved aside the curtains a little bit,

I felt a jerk of faith and the hope of trust,

I could see the vista,

My glance was numb & thoughtless or perhaps, mindless,

Everything was senseless, and colourless at that point in life,

As you hit hard that inner strength just takes over your mind, body & soul,

The intuition becomes louder & louder,

That assurance was everything that I chose to curl up.

A vibrant monarch butterfly flew by,

It was a messenger of happiness,

She too went through a big black phase of metamorphosis,

I could remember.

She was too in the dark rough patch in the cocoon,

I could remember.

Now she is with mesmerizing big fat wings to fly high in the sky.

She learnt to appreciate the light, her abilities, her perseverance, her resilience, her willpower...

And this made all the difference!

In a flash of seconds, I found my way,

Maybe, I found myself just there & there, in that very moment.

I wiped my warm tears.

They knew what I suffered, what I lost, What I found, What I gained ultimately.

I planted my shivering palms on my chest to feel myself, to revive my soul & rejuvenate my pumping heart.

I chose to start afresh!

It was that time to break free from my cocoon to explore the beauty of life.

You know what? I chose to explore!

I felt how worthy I was; I felt how lovable I was; I felt how compassionate I was.

Tears fell on my cheeks. Probably, they were sweet this time as they dried so quickly without any residual regrets.

The delicious aroma of brewing coffee just captured the room to savour the lost & found trance.

That monarch butterfly rested herself on the curtains.

She flickered the wings gently to fly high again.

I knew it was me that was Lost & Found just in that very moment, there & there!!!

🧿By Poet Tejal Kutarekar