solitude

Not Quite Alone

I am glad of the cat who keeps company with me from time to time sitting beside me on the arm of the chair or on my arm despite my need to have it free and sometimes I pause from work or pull her close against me to rest slightly purring against my chest and …

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Night Running

Under a skynetted with starslike gemsin the sweeping wavesof holy tresses… Wind sighslike divine breathof the world aroundand with itI also breathe… Running, runningkinlessunder the skyMoon, the lanternfull as a pearl,a heart,the senseson a night like this… In such solitudealone and yetby all the world embracedI wonder,Where in all of itare you? 2014

Wandering–flickering quietlya fragment of my soulin peaceable night,eternal playgroundof gods and planets,stars and dust and dreams… Hearkening–to a thread of tonea music simpleand profoundand not entirelyunknown… Wondering–Shall I follow?Cast my curiosityupon the solar windstack this way and thatuntil I cometo findthe instrument,the player of this theme? Or–wander on–embracing solitude,and safe? November 2009 November 2009

Cosmic Drift

Wandering—driftingcarelesslyflickering quietlya fragment of my soulin peaceable night,eternal playground of gods and planets, stars and dust and dreams…Hearkening—to a thread of a tonea music simpleand profoundand not entirelyunknown… Wondering—Shall I follow?Cast my curiosityupon the solar windstack this way and thatuntil I come to find the instrument,the player of this theme? Or–wander on embracing quietude and …

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