a rebirth

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and i’ve lost my way to the fields in late summer

to mama’s vegetable soup and tire swings

reading alice and wonderland under the shade tree out back, where the flies buzz and sweat pours slow and

sweet like honey

to the school bus and paper airplanes. the whistle of the driver to quiet after-school giggles

swing-sets and merry-go-rounds

to dad in the driveway. hugs in the doorway

to days spent with grass between toes, dodging sharp rocks. and mud puddles

first dates and last kisses

riding my bike down the country road by our house
warm wind resting at my feet like a basset hound

all replaced by the rusty gears of morning and faceless, busy phones

so i search. in early evening, dawn and late, slow afternoons

for that feeling to heal me again

to restart, even if just for a day and taste, savor and devour this life all over again as a child

so today i lift my head to heaven and pray for rain to run in

or maybe just sun to warm my heart back to infancy