Today he feels alone.
A profound loneliness.
He seeks retreat,
to solitude and silence.
“There’s too much noise!”
Caught between two worlds
not only created,
but one from which to escape.
Wandering about
he senses a shrinking world
pressing him into a
tomb-like trance.
As gentle tears fall
upon the redness of his cheeks
nourishing moisture births
a meditative epiphany.
He feels freedom
in loneliness.
No longer seeking escape,
but embrace.
Within alone-ness
lies fortitude,
gifted by
gently flowing tears.
“Today I choose joy,” he says.
“Today I choose joy!”

Absolutely wonderful, my friend! I so relate to this poem, the solitude and the tears..
ReplyDeleteThanks Monte. I hope you are having a good afternoon!
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