In Alone, I explore what it feels like to move through life in solitude, not with despair, but with a quiet awareness. I use the forest, the sky, and the passage of time as mirrors for my own inner state. The trees become companions even though they are strangers, and grief is present but still, simply observing. I wanted to show how the world continues its motion while I remain suspended in my own stillness. Toward the end, the imagery shifts toward something cosmic, light, stars, the speed of escape, as if I might transcend the body and the pain that has shaped me. The final lines remind me that life is both unrelentingly fast and suddenly brief, like a horse that gallops and stops in the same heartbeat.