Solitude

I wondered whether it would revive tonight The world I see from my awakened eyes, In a solitude where I feel myself - Being with the dusky night and tacit motions, Like a sole spectator living a life from his own reveries . I wondered whether it would break the silence The crowd I augured from my sacred mind, In a secrecy where I lived myself - Being with the gentle breeze and fresh aroma, Like a mortal living a life assuring his own regime. I wondered whether it would hastened the streets The journey I accompanied with my soulful bliss, In an isolation where I dwell myself - Being with the silent streets and hooting owls, Like a solitary traveler living a life with his own envies. I wondered whether it would distanced my destiny The place I reached with my heartfelt sympathy, In a paradise where I reposed myself - Being with my hermit soul and treasured wishes, Like a deity living a life with his own blessings.