The Ways in Which We Walk the Earth

To Be Alone

To Be Alone

I fall to the serenity of the earth.

Dirt and sand stir around my feet

as I walk through a body of still water,

surrounded by tall green soldiers

rooted in the soil.

Birds caw and twitter overhead,

circling the sun,

a sacred idol they protect.

The tail of my white dress follows in my wake

with each ripple that pushes me

farther from grassy shores.

the warm lake swallows me whole.

I hear the faint buzz of the dragonflies

skimming the surface of reflected trees.

the smell of moss and rain dance in the foliage.

Bubbles tumble between my toes;

I sway my feet in the water.

I am truly alone in this peaceful place,

but never lonely.