i miss the maze
i miss moments of the rat race
i miss time showing me how to remember love

i miss knowing too much
i miss running away when i felt like i didn't get enough

gone are the days i shift from powerful to helpless
gone are the days i follow a path that leads to homeless
gone are the seconds i wasted on whispering my love letters

i want to relearn how to embrace the emptyness
teach the universe how to meditate in stasis
still the mind

resurfacing again as a grain of sand
unknown and anonymous
an orphan of joy

an observer of miracles

iyeoka ivie okoawo ©