Sweet Solitude

imaginarygarden The Tuesday Platform Imagined By

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I didn’t choose solitude
solitude chose me.
Balderdash,trash,
slash, clash, smash
of the world bruised
my soul till I could not
hear the song of the lark,
the music of the wind,
the wisdom of the clouds,
the slow, steady pulse
of the earth’s heart
so I began to withdraw
to the subtle call of quiet.
She soothes my spirit with whispers,
calms with colors of luscious
marigold sun
turquoise skies
goose grey storms
and red roses, too.
S
he tosses the static…
the spark of strife away.
Even this room from which
I write is so quiet
I can hear a faint hum,
a strum of OM
Nothing distracts.
S
olitude chose me.

 

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9 thoughts on “Sweet Solitude

  1. Gorgeous use of color and sound here! ❤️Especially love; “She soothes my spirit with whispers, calms with colors of luscious marigold sun turquoise skies goose grey storms and red roses, too.” Beautifully penned.❤️

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