A Little Poem

Everywhere I go

Oil Pastels on Paper Lubna Yusuf | Tulips, Netherlands |

I am not lost, but everywhere I go
I am looking for me,
even in places I haven’t been to
in people I am yet to know
in grocery aisles and street lights,
in time and things passing by
from clouds to the sound of rustling leaves
I am always listening, thinking, wanting
waiting
for no one in particular
the waves play touch and go
and the sea looks back at me
in shades of blue, grey, and green
and just like that, the day ends
to begin again
and I go looking for me
with me

Poet Lubna Yusuf

You may like to read her new book of essays and letters, The White Pebble

The White Pebble: Essays and Letters