The Wanderer

I am here

But only my body

My sole physical presence

My mind......

I am unsure of its exact location.

As the wind blew....

And stirred things.

It detached itself,

Like the dried ray florets of the dandelion.

Gliding...and roving around,

To places..... Where it shouldn't be

To the past...

The unforgettable and unforgivable one.

It even transported itself

To the unknown and the uncertain future.

It is everywhere... But not where it should be.

Within my control.... With me.

I took a long breath,

Breathed in... Breathed out.

Amongst this chaos.

I called out to the wanderer.

My voice echoed to all the distant places.

And the shattered pieces came back

And reunited with its host.

Everything was clear as the calming blue sky...

Crystal clear.

And finally.... I was at 'peace'.