Song of Solitude

Song of Solitude

I wander paths labyrinthine;

I pass unheard, unfelt, unseen.

My presence, veiled, will not intrude;

I cloak myself in solitude.

To watch the world, not intervene,

Not provoke problems unforeseen,

By acts misguided, I pursued;

Are benefits of solitude.

My solitary quarantine,

Seems loneliness to contravene.

My solo brown studies allude,

To voluntary solitude.

Alone, I drift in dreams serene,

Through fields and forests evergreen,

Until my soul, a wraith renewed,

Can thrive obscured in solitude…

Mick McKellar

November 2015

I used to comment on every post and email with which I disagreed. I used to participate in long and fruitless arguments online and in person. These days, I occasionally fluster and bluster, but mostly I watch, I listen, and I learn. It is difficult for the spirit, but I find solace in my dreams and prayers.

Mick