you can find it
in the cracks of the pavement
where the light casts
no shadows
in the corners
elusively small
tried and swept
in the eyes
of the child
against timeless change
in the ink
spilled and swirled
into infallible words
in the hair
silver in the light
facing the night with a glow
in the air
a sigh, a prayer
a frosty breath of warmth
in the tear
rolling down your cheek
a sign that it’s still there
don’t lose it.
we won’t let you.
you can find it in there
in you.
it’s never too late
even when it is
find it.
then it won’t be.