Solitude

To hear when a pin drops

Within

And see when a light goes on

On the inside

To let the clock just be

To smile at, for, because of, and despite

The one in the mirror

To just drift along

Flit like a butterfly in a garden

Empty of other souls but so full of beauty

The world is my oyster

And I

My own best friend.

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2 thoughts on “Solitude

  1. …”And I My own best friend”. Yes. Solitude is beauty. Solitude is the power of creation. I alone create the me that I am. Thank you for such beautiful imagery and inspiration. 🙂

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