Alone

Alone is one of my favourite words,
it has no echoes of loneliness,
it speaks of endless possibilities
of skies that stretch for blue miles
and canopies of green cover
as trees guard the sacred solitude

To really see
to see beyond the things
you think you know
to feel the presence that
breathes you
you need the spaciousness
of being alone
to contemplate the essence
of the rose

Only then will you know
Alone is short for ‘all one’
connected in
space and time
never lonely
when we really
have ourselves

© Tanya Southey
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