My pain, my heart

If I try, I can still remember the crime,
   The time,
   The how and the where that it was that I lost it…

A sunlight noonday,
   Green, summer-field betrayed,
   Running freely,
   Playfully fun,
   I didn’t see it coming,
   So unknowingly
   I lost it,
 So I left my heart…

I threw it in the stream running there,
   Where last I gave it,
   Broken,
   Useless,
   Undone.

I abandoned all hope
   Of its return.
I forfeited all remembrance
   Of its existence.

Until, somehow, the current brought it,
   Without my knowing,
   Without my expectation,
 To You,
 To offer,
   So reverently,
   Back to me.