Becoming a recluse
Alone, just by myself,
Weary step after weary step
Leaving this wily world behind
down some sun-dappled trails
is a serene pathway my heart follows
Where welcoming shadows beckon
toward an austere isolation
and tranquility permeates the landscape,
Where silence, spreading its wings,
is ready to soar into the domain of solitude,
where I seek serenity
where I find my sanctuary.
Oh, why not the simpler things of nature
prevail over our lives once again?