IN MY ALONENESS

It started out with 

excitement and a

breath of freshness.

But sinking in,

I recognized that

without those around me,

there's no one 

to hug and playfully banter with.

But, I can hug me.

I can't swim in intimacy 

with my Beloved, 

nor do I have his eyes to soul gaze into.

But, I have my own.

That sacred embrace, that

familiar reflection,

is my solitude.

In that mirror,

I see a depth of presence 

behind my aloneness. 

I am with myself,

I'm good company.

I feel a distinct sadness

in my heart. 

It has no reason, yet

it's part of my innate rhythm.

I give a big sigh a relief,

that because of my aloneness,

I can welcome some old friends 

I haven't seen in a while!

Sadness, grief, and that sense of disconnect like something is missing...

come in, let me feel you.

Once fully felt,

I'm home again. 

In my aloneness.

The breeze is caressing my cheek,

the songbirds are reveling in my ears,

and the mountain stands

as it always does, 

tall, and rooted deep, 

joined only by the 

occasional passing clouds.