Forest for the trees.

Sometimes I feel
like I can’t see the forest
for the trees.

Stuck in the middle,
I spin in circles…
a million blurry lines in front of me.

I stumble and fumble around
looking for the way out.
Looking for any sign of life.

Then in the clearing -
just like that – you are with me.
Just like you always were.

Just like you have been all along.

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sheila - Beautiful!!!

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