Alone

I met my Aloneness. It found me. It moved into me, and I embraced it in an empty room. In that moment I became full, a clear glass of sparkling water. The sun and the moon were in that water, and the light of the stars. I knew then that I was beautiful, for all the light that ever was or ever will be knew that it was Alone; a complete comprehension that we vessels were created to be these containers for Aloneness. Since then I have been Alone in a crowded room, I am defeated by my own grandeur, and there is no we.