A Better Version—by Anne Pauline Jabrica

I keep running in circles
Until I saw my way out
The less I think the more I see.
Where I’m heading from
Where ever I am
daylight follows.
As I look up the sky
I’m reminded of
a good place and time
and it’s where I am now. 
I keep breathing fresh air
And my thoughts are quite fair
The inner me is wide awake
Oh how I’ve missed myself
My one true place.