Written by: Gareth Heslop

he sits alone
surrounded by
heather and moss and stone
and all the world 
he wishes to disown

he lies empty
surrounded by
meaningless possessions of plenty
and all the world
reinforcing his disillusioned twenties

he crouches and hides
surrounded by
a love that has already died
and all the world
he cannot abide

he stands without a care
surrounded by a
wilderness barren and bare
and all the world
he has no wish to share

And all this time
he shuffles around
his ears alert
for that silent sound
his eyes alive
for a loneliness found
his touch straining
for emptiness to surround