Solitude

SOLITUDE The peaceful embrace of space and time, The silence for thoughts to create a rhyme Or to develop a plot of fantasy, sublime, Is possible with the privilege of solitude. In a bustling market or crowded room, To escape the feelings of sadness and gloom From an intractable life and a sense of doom, I escape to my refuge of solitude. When I want to forget what I hear, what I see, When I’ve been somewhere I didn’t want to be, When there’s no land in sight on an endless sea I find consolation in solitude. If I hide away from the pain and lies Then this place I choose could be my demise, If the real world recedes from my unseeing eyes While in a prison of unhealthy solitude. So the haven I retreat to has a great door And if I am wise, I will open it more So friends can enter, as they’ve done before, Then there is no reason or need for solitude. When I work out a plot of fantasy in space, Or create a rhyme with harmonious grace, I need the time to peacefully embrace The silence and the privilege of solitude. © Wordancer