I found it beneath a pile of years

Suffocating in dust and memory

One increasing with the absence of the other

As I held it, wondering

A hush surrounded me

Trepidation

Anticipation

The handwriting within

Familiar

Curved like old thoughts

Unspoken lest they gain

Meaning

Substance

As I read

Tranquillity flooded

A pool of recognition

The forgotten journal

Of moments long lost

Had been waiting

Until now

The Journal was written for day 4 of the Poetry profile's Versification contest. The prompt was "Having found a forgotten journal, you feel strangely tranquil as you read it."