I’m allowed to escape. From the rest of the world. To go
into isolation. Here. In the early morning. Into the quiet solitude. I savor being alive. And conscious. And in love. With life. In infinite ways. To be with people. But also
to be away from the crowd. And the turmoil. A need/desire to
escape. And to mix, too. To approach strangers. Out of curiosity. And for acts
of kindness. But alas. I need and covet moments of isolation. A
turning inward. A journey into the depths of my soul/spirit. To reflect. To
ponder. About the amazing and wonderful two-way
nature of life. Constantly journeying. Inward and outward. Back and forth. –Jim Broede
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