Who are You and Where Did You Go

i'm neither attached nor distant

somewhere in the middle

where is the connection

or the disconnect

someone pull me back

tear me apart

find the roots that have not yet

touched the soil

waiting

for the rain, the snow, the wind

to send me flying away instead

twirling away, faster and faster in

each gust

until there is nothing left to see

where is my anchor

where is my sail

i can only stay adrift for so long