Alone

I am alone

never have I felt so isolated

people and noise ... all around

but I am alone

Bare tree limbs reach, scrape the cool fall sky

crisp air exhilarates in an eery surge

clouds, moving hypnotically

rim lit by the full moon on an ominous night

the feeling of some sort of foreboding

as my eyes scan the mountain range

don’t you see it?

smell it?

feel it?

Surely I’m not the only one who knows...

always have I strived for security

ever elusive it seems to be

In retrospect

I am supposed to feel grateful

Where given much, much is required

sometimes I think expectation is too great

a time when I should feel the most belonging

I am — have always been, a lost Child

I am alone...