Solitude

SOLITUDE

Who would have known

That to be alone

Gifts a beauty whose secret well kept

For so we are born

Distressed and forlorn

We become in society’s bereft.

Yet the greatest romance is the affair with the soul

Where the truth delves milestones deep

For the world ever mirrors, the thoughts strewn hither

In recesses untouched and unseeked.

A moment they stole from the maddening crowd                 

great men have made their time

Not a step they wandered, not a shrine seen yonder

For the innate experience was divine.

Why do you ask, “Have you seen Him?”

Do you realise your journey knows no end?

Reflection is the elixir sublime

For it is all within, my friend.