Do you ever feel lost, but you can’t define it?
This is me, of late.
Without words to inform my senses.
Something in me wants to define my feeling of being lost.
This makes me ask,
what is it about the known
that is less disconcerting than the unknown?
Is that actually true?
What is lost—me or the answer?
From this definition, I choose the word “disoriented” to best describe my state of being (though meaning two is always the truth that lies beneath the surface).
My beloved has been taken away.
What of found? Of this definition, I prefer the less obvious option… 2. (of a ship) equipped, supplied.
In the ocean of my life I want to be well found and sea worthy.
Truth be known, there are no simple answers to getting a read on my life.
Have courage, dear heart.
All in good time.