When I when I haven’t really touched
Anything
For a long time
Where was I?
Lost, roaming
Caged,waiting.
Content being in the shadows.

Today I need to be present again.

I called myself.

    She’s Shy; Too used to the shadows.
    Too Weary and Atrophied from Disuse.
    Rusty from Mistrust.

Ever cynical
    “No it’s just a false alarm,
      It isn’t time yet. “

I Beckon to her
      Still unsure.

I give her some Energy.
I wait.
Patience.

       “I’m here. What do you need? “