Linda Lee Ruzicka

For Solitude is Not Loneliness

The curtain of rushing water sparkles

misty fresh water scents the air,

tumbles across the clean ledge

falls into the clear pool beneath


Breezes gently sigh, stirs the leaves

as they twist and turn on flexible stems,

gently sway to the rhythm of nature’s touch

to an inherent song within their veins


The green carpet of long grass

is soft to the touch, coolness radiates

as I stretch out on my back

bare feet touch the water’s edge


For solitude is not loneliness

but a time to touch which lies within,

a place to gather scattered thoughts

to explore the depths of yourself


to just be


~Featured in Issue #1 of the Rosette Maleficarum.