When Will I Be Found?

I wonder what’s in front of me
The future I cannot see
Alone and on the ground
When will I be found?

I can see the storms come crashing in
Will I ever see the sun again
I can barely lift my hand
When will I be found?

I can see
No one around
Only darkness
Only ground
I can barely lift my hand
When will I be found?

Slowly the sun comes
Peeking through
That is when I start 
To dream of you
I can almost lift my hand
When will I be found?

I can see the kindness
In your eyes
You can see through
All my lies
I tell you the truth

And I am found.

I am found…

© Timothy E. Wahlstrom, April 16, 2023
(I Am Found rewrite)
(For Karen)