Would it be too much,
To tell you how finding you,
Has helped me,
To find me.
I didn’t ever think I was lost,
But misguided is just as clueless,
Missing everything that could have made me,
So pure and washed clean.
I’m not sure where I found you,
Not sure if you’re even really there,
But I can feel you,
A breeze between trees,
And the silver sliver of the moon,
That peaks in through evening light,
The turn of the purple sky,
Caught in the dawn of a new day.
And in this moment,
You were a blip in time,
And nothing has ever been so sure,
As finding some truth,
All in search to You.