The Hermit
This earth circumnavigates in a solar trajectory.
It continues rotation during chaotic lawlessness.
When starless nights rule the terrestrial scenery,
my lantern illuminates my path through the darkness.
In animation during a timeless sequestering,
my character is unhampered by social stimuli.
A vital unobstructed flame keeps burning.
No impetuous wants or desires have I.
Far beyond the hills within their social dwelling,
the gregarious spend lives in a precarious existence.
Transactions materialize in buying and selling.
From the plight of humankind, I am keeping my distance.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2010
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