I find a feeling

I find a feeling,
fleeting fleeing
filling all my soul
of pain remembered
long ago-
a loss which split.

It touches, tastes
of bitter seed
and sews itself cell deep;
sings a song of old,
wild fear.

Eyes reflected dark and sure,
as child walks away
and carries clasped in firm,
young hand - woman;
future framed.

In her eyes and smile I seek
and call myself to be
the very fullness that she is;
the child, the woman, me.