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...
