A lonely place


 Some days I don't see a soul or speak to anyone face to face.  I often sit and wonder if I  died overnight how long  it would take for anyone to notice.  Living alone has it's positive notes like never having to ask permission to do something but also holds negatives as well.  Last weekend I struggled to move off the  couch how nice it would have been to have someone around  to make me a cup of tea.  Today I  can move out of my space, visit the local gallery, pick up a few things from the shop or stay quietly locked inside my four walls.  I have just finished lunch, the cats are snoozing outside and if I don't make a decision soon I might  find the day is nearly over.  I am in the midst of pondering still on the volunteer choice and nothing seems to be calling me.  I would like to have some sort of purpose, somewhere to go and mix with other people but I struggle with the enthusiasm and the energy required to make that step.  

Last night I went outside and looked to the moon, 

it didn't offer me any insight,

 it only shone a light.   

The light from within

Needs others to share

Step full circle

Embrace 

Sing

Dance freely

Give it a go

Feet on dewdown

Dance beneath

My moonbeams

Sing loud and clear 

Dawn is not breaking

Dawn stands strong 

Arms reach out

Moon shine guides

The lonely

Towards new found

Delights.

Open your heart

Surrender your flow

Silently turning

A newness is in tow.

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