I Walk Alone


The winding paths of life

Bring me to realize

I walk alone

 

For all the days in my life

Some good, some bad

I walk alone

 

Through every crevice in the hill

And the strength of my will

I walk alone

 

Through love or tenderness

Love fills emptiness

I walk alone

 

Every need or feeling

I have begged, kneeling

Yet, I walk alone

 

Every disaster brings sadness

The vein of emptiness hardens

I walk alone

 

So I ask myself

Is there peace to thyself?

Yes, there is,

Nature is my peace!

Yet, I walk alone

Comments

  1. Wynne HuddlestonOctober 14, 2012 at 10:54 AM

    I love walking outside and getting in touch with nature, which, to me, is getting in touch with the universe, with God. It inspires me to write. But, yes, I am alone most of the time. I have come to realize that we alone are responsible for our own happiness. Thanks!

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    1. UnknownOctober 15, 2012 at 11:40 AM

      I agree with you, nature is peaceful and allows us to get in touch with our most inner feelings.
      Thank you for stopping by, I am glad you enjoyed reading my poem!

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  2. HabakukOctober 23, 2012 at 3:25 AM

    Walking alone... having all the time of the world to notice how you are, who you are and what you always dreamt of becoming... this might be wonderful and scary at the same time!

    Thank you for your inspirational words.

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    1. UnknownOctober 23, 2012 at 12:27 PM

      Hi Habakuk!

      Thank you for the appreciation for my poetry.

      Nature never talks back to you, and accepts you for who you are, no false pretensions :)


      You will always be welcome in nature!

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