Loneliness

Loneliness is about talking to the winds and walls

Calling out to the deaf

Watching the wraiths and the unapparent

Accompanying solitude

Sensing the tumult of intellect

Sharing grief with sorrow

Observing joy from afar

Listening to the silence

Spending tears as flowing rivers of enigmatic emotion

Celebrating eternal winters

Awaiting the sound of crunching leaves

Recognizing lost visages in the clouds

Counting heartbeats

Reckoning raindrops

Wandering into the mist from where none returns

Replying to the meandering echoes

Loneliness is about every soul being a faraway island connected by abysmal bridges

Looking beyond the void of life to find shadows of the soul’s reflection

Finding ecstasy in the mundane seasons of life

Dreaming of unachievable pleasure

Hallucinating by daylight

Dreaming past midnight

Waking to the whispering winds

Rising to race the sun

Crying out to the dawns and twilights in praise

Walking to the heights of earth in pursuit of desire

Loneliness is about standing on a high vacant cliff bathed by moonlight, and screaming out a name; and hearing your name being called out as you fall – fall in the abyss of predicament.