Loneliness in a crowded room,
Unseen thoughts built a higher wall,
And my hand closed the door.
Aware of her fingers brushed against cheek
A comfort awakened in isolation
Easing me from solitude
Into the silken web of life.
Then I see enlightenment;
My soul, exiled in illusion,
Reaching out for the living energy,
The vibrant tendrils that extend from Mother Earth
Flowing with the life that feeds everything.
JF, 2012
The Poets Garret
WildCity Writers' Workshop
Poetry Challenges
Selected Poetry
