Sunday, March 21, 2010
Lone wolf
Withdrawn into the raw wilderness
elusive like all wild creatures there
and so at ease in that unruffled world
where a divine soothing
oozes from the air that he breathes
and a sense of freedom fills his heart
the way it’s intended
or at least should be
in his mind
Where no others disturb
nature’s beautifully composed medleys
of sound and silence
with meaningless conversation
that would only absorb
his fragile thoughts
and feed his disappointment
beyond normal boundaries
Where no one dictates
what he should or shouldn’t
with rigid rules
that infest his soul
with a restlessness
way beyond control
and suffocate every dream
he’s ever had
Where the only footprints
he comes across
are his own
©2010 Fenny
Posted in Black Nights & Blue Moons | Permalink | Comments (0) | Email this































































































Post a comment