Sometimes,

when I have been away so long…

it is hard

to know how

to get back.

Come back.

to

(to which… I have to choose!)

the

crazily, spinning corner 

to illuminate

highlight

spotlight

Shine.

Just throw open

the door wide,

and say,

“Come in!

Come in!”

The kettle’s on.

The floor’s been swept.

There’s still a stack at the sink.

I’m still here.

Sometimes Gasping for breath.

Sometimes Breathing deep.

Reaching out.

Centering in.

I’m back.

I’m here.

Again.