Lost in the finding found in the losing
a poignant balance of beauty and pain
shifting between lucid moments and shadows of doubt
like Persephone, taken by the ground beneath my feet
now this is where I live, amongst the dark and forgotten things
that grey line in which all is lost and nothing is found
there is comfort here in the darkness
for in this liminal space, in the in between
the emptiness brings me home
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 