Thursday, July 1, 2004

SOLITUDE

ALONE, QUIET,HELD CAPTIVE BY MY SOLITUDE.  DOESN'T HAVE TO BE A BAD THING.  DEPENDS ON ONES THOUGHTS.  WHEN MY DAUGHTER WAS LIVING WITH ME, I OFTEN PRAYED FOR MOMENTS OF SOLITUDE.  TIME TO GET A GRIP ON LIFE, TO ORGANIZE MY THOUGHTS, OR JUST TIME TO BE QUIET, REFLECT, AND RELAX.  NOW I HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD.  BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR.  MORE OFT THAN NOT I AM JUST PLAIN LONELY.  WHEN I WAS YOUNGER AND THESE MOMENTS HIT ME, I WOULD GET IN MY CAR AND JUST DRIVE THROUGH THE COUNTRY, WINDOWS WIDE OPEN, WIND BLOWING MY HAIR.  NOW, GAS PRICES LIMIT HOW FAR I CAN GO, SO MOST TIMES, BETTER TO JUST STAY HOME.  I USED TO READ.  IT HELPED ME THROUGH THE TIMES OF LONELINESS.  I COULD PUT MYSELF INTO THE MIDST OF MANY SCENARIOS, MAKING ME FEEL LIKE I WAS LIVING OUT THE WORDS ON THE PAGES.  I WRITE MORE NOW THAN I READ.  NOT SURE WHY.  BUT I CAN ONLY ASSUME IT IS THERAPEUTIC.  AHHHHH, THE NIGHT IS COMPLETE NOW.  FIRST, THE THUNDERSTORM PASSED THROUGH, NOW THE LONELY TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS.  IF ONLY THE NEAR FULL MOON WOULD SHOW IT'S FACE, IT WOULD ALL BE PERFECT. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I can identify with you as my husband passed away in 1987 so I lived alone for eight years. I now have a companion who has cattle in the country so I am kept pretty busy. I wish I would have had my computer all those eight years. Paula