The Goodness Of Solitude Poem by kayanja isaac

The Goodness Of Solitude



it was cloudy a day
the sky grey
among the wet and dark jungle thickets
predators walking slow looking for prey
for their young ones
masts in the air upon the hill
in total isolation stood still
from the rest of the creatures around
winds blew westwards against the trees' will
I stood firm to the ground
Trying to change my nightmares into dreams

Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: meditation
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