Life of Seclusion
Self Exile
Self exile comes at such a cost and who knows
just who pays the most
no wonder then do these words flow so freely
still there’s no need to boast
Pine bows wave softly in the pre dawn light
I can hear them without seeing
saying to myself its time to liven up
to reclaim my inner being
The lapping of the waves on the stones
lull me back to my cabin and sleep
and the dawn asks so much of the dreams
of sleep so dark and deep
But by nature’s law impossible to change old habits
and I beg for the serenity to know
one day without wondering
should it have been different though ?
Now in my autumn and that’s just fine
I wouldn’t change anything as such
but if God wanted me different my friend
would he not have told me as much ?
Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, or in poetry, in story perhaps to sort out the missing from the found perhaps and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their own words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...
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Ed, this is a very well penned verse with nice rhyme and flow. A life of seclusion may be what one needs to get in touch with Self. Keeping in contact with Nature is so important to find harmony and balance. Take care.
I do related Ed, as I in many ways withdraw from a lot of people and the confusions of daily life. As a writer I find it invaluable to observe at distance, truth in many colors. Nicely penned and expressed my friend.
Inspiring to read a piece that you can easily immerse yourself into the narrative – I felt the solitude just reading the words