Solitude's Feast

musing on life and nature

A feast of sound

Perpetual surging of wave

Upon wave

Unvoiced in its stillness.

 

Again roaring,

Gulping up sound, upon wave, upon sound.

Participation

Banqueting on

Cosmic secret expanses

Of Life.

 

A feast for the soul

Beginning In silence,

Ending in howls

Of release.

 

Feast upon the Solitude

Of true form.

Dependent not upon

A shell of muscle,

Bone,

Intangible.

 

Feast upon the 'Solitude

Of joyous spirit

Breeze communicates, vibration

Of tree, rock ad stream.

 

They stand.

The Standing People,

Connecting sky

And Earth

All part of this

Solitude of Noise . . .

 

Listen.

Pull the whisper from the wind

Into the 'Earth.

Respect rocks' lesson.

 

Feast upon the Silence

Of the Solitude of the Womb

Of the Mother

Feast on life.

Reviews

[SonOfaSailor]

I hope you don't get offended by this honest review but I have to say it! It seems like you have a very beautiful image behind this one. I'm just having a hard time visualizing it from these words. If you simplify it a bit than it'll be much easier and more enjoyable to read.

I'm exciting to read a rewrite if you choose to do it :)