It’s coming back, slowly….


Today I felt it,
I know I did.
Figment of my imagination,
Definitely not.

It was there all along,
But I was looking too hard.
All I needed to do,
Was feel it with my heart.

It never did go away,
It was just there.
Waiting to be felt,
With the truest of hearts.

What a bizarre week it has been,
Trapped in a swirl of surrealism.
Now it's time to face up,
To the reality of the world.