Hibernation Hole Poem by Gerard Taylor

He will never know as he denies what ly`s inside but he will let me know the duration of his pain, then thrives underneath his stone were he remains to hide
Sometimes we have not got all the answers to everything I guess they really do ly within. so no freedom for his soul in his hibernation hole.
He would rather be no- one, than someone with no one but he yearns to be someone with someone and so the garden grows above him as the changing seasons escape his grasp.