being alone

 

~when i choose to be alone, it’s my solitude time

where i can close mine eyes, breathe in the moment,

listen closely to the whispers of the wind as my

feathered friends sing the versus of Nature

i can hear the Maples' leaves rustling in the breeze

as i sit at its roots feeling its life come from under it

and this silence within me lets calm in, while feeling

my heartbeat, reminding me to the verve of Life

i gather these moments in a space of my ‘being’

so that when my breath is no longer present and

the ashes of ‘me’ have been spread deep under the

roots which will allow my spirit to live on and knowing

i was Loved~

one day, one night at rest

 ~and i lay my body down for a nocturnal stay, 

let this vision of the day be what shares my pillow  

as i close mine eyes to dream and rest, wishing the world  

around me will do the same, if not just for one night and day. 

 

maybe, just maybe then, we can see  

each other for who we are, common beings 

from the stars and the gifts of other life, who rely upon our care.  

and that we remember this but for one day, and one night at rest~