To lose yourself

I lost myself in books and in wild flowers

I lost myself in you,oh joyous hours.

But now I cannot lose myself, I fight

My presence to myself,  a heavy weight.

My skin became like armour, my defence

No flowing into others as was once.

The joy of losing  all my sense of self

Now I see this as a source of wealth.

I became all others yet still me

I felt the human kinship I could see

To feel yourself and not an alien thing.

How is life renewed how shall we sing?