THE LOSS
by
CIGV
I lost it!
I caught a glimpse of it
In the giggle of a toddler,
And again in the wagging
Of his puppy’s tail
Then it was gone.
I lost it.
But a glint in an old man’s
eye
As he met his “bride” in the
park;
Sent a hint of it.
She had it, too.
I lost it again.
Had I lost it?
Yet there in the glow
Of a brilliant sunset,
It spiraled again.
Soon to be gone again.
It was lost again
Until the soaring notes
Of a choral harmonized hymn
Carried it to the “Amen”.
But I lost it.
I lost it in the dark of
night,
In the pain of grief,
In the drudgery of
Of so many
days…
I lost it.
I lost it
Even in the bright sunrise,
The gentle splashing of the
rain,
The quiet muting of the snow,
I still lost it.
I had lost it, I was sure.
It would never come again to
me,
Now colorless, muted,
Sadly…
It was gone from me.
Lost…
I sat on a park bench,
Glumly contemplating
The trampled path,
The bits of trash,
The distant noise…
I knew it was gone.
So I said to myself,
“It’s lost…accept it.
Live with what you
Have left.
Take a step,
It’s time to move on!”
I began to amble along,
Then, I walked a little
More upright.
I picked up the pace
And started to run..
But then I stopped.
I stopped because
I saw it!.
Glinting in the sunlight
Through the branches,
In the eyes of the terrier
When the moth light on his
nose.
In the splashing water
Of the fountain…
Children playing.
It had come back!
It had come back to me.
The JOY I had lost.
The Joy of life.
The evidences of God’s love
Had come back to me.
I had never really lost it..
Only failed to see!
