In January, the epiphany star said “Find”
And I didn’t know where to seek.

I searched in shadows and blinding lights.
Listened through loud places,
And still did not know.

Blank pages and screens,
Empty bottled messages and cups of tea leaves, 
Silent poets and prophets,
None could point the way.

Giving up, giving in, my eyes closed to the darkness
And I could finally see.

All I needed to find

Was me.

(thanks for another fantastic LexPoMo and to everyone who read my winged words. I’m glad you were also part of my “find”)