Alone we are not lonesome
19 June 2018
Leaves fall off the tree
Yellow butterflies to ground
Moss heather and stone
Mind’s criss-cross of highs and lows
Tangled webs of slain desires
Clouds gathered in skies
Raindrops showering gardens
Pond fish thirst alive
Mind’s preoccupations cloud
Soul reaching out to rainbows
Birds’ flight back to nest
Huddled sounds of nestling wings
Pairs to one’s solace
Breath of the divine inside
Alone we are not lonesome
Reading of the poem:
Exaudi Vocem Meam Part I – Dark Sanctuary
Le Rêve de la Nymphe – Dark Sanctuary
Les entrailles de ce Purgatoire – Dark Sanctuary
Such gorgeous imagination and choice of words. Loved it 🙂
Thank you Neha
my pleasure 🙂
🙂
You have captured my own mind when in my cherished solitude. I do need a lot of time alone and in my many walks in nature, your poem reminds me of the sights and sounds, the sympony of flora and fauna equally a metaphor of our human life if we can pause to see it.
I am glad that you could relate to the unfolding of the poem. It is very true that the symphony of flora and fauna is an apt metaphor of our own lives. Thank you for reading and commenting 🙂
My pleasure Geetha. I look forward to more.
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A lovely poem and inspiring music to set the scene!
Thank you Malkie 🙂
Nice imagery and evocation of the peace that can come with being alone but not lonesome
Thank you Derrick 🙂