Found

And here

Amongst the shattered pieces

Of an annihilated sky

It lies.

Long was it lost

The cost of finding it, high

And the price, great

But the wait, justified.

Dignified in its fragile state

It waits to be held once again

And then,

As true as the love that bore it,

And wore it for so many lifetimes

Gone by, it awakes

And blesses, caresses those

That long to be with it;

That were lost just to find it again.

Finally, I stand here before it myself

In health, once more, and recognise it so instantly

It seemed lost so infinitely

But seemingly, finally we’re together 
Again.

Copyright © 2012 by Simon Austin