What is it about solitude that is so
absolutely delicious? I've never quite
understood it, only know it's worth
just about any price. I love people!
I adore my family. I have a relationship
I much value, so why the need for
solitude? I suppose part of it is
psychological as it happens so seldom.
Wouldn't we all agree that, that which is
rare is often cherished? I need do nothing
spectacular when alone. I enjoy sitting
in front of the fireplace with a cup of tea.
And, if it's later in the day, a glass or two
of wine doesn't come amiss. A fire seems
to purport a need for silence, quiet time,
thought and contemplation. I find that I am
enmeshed in a glow of contentment after
a session of solitude with my fireplace. It's
almost as if I can face anything thrown at
me . . . I have been give the power! And no,
it doesn't have to be a fireplace; candles are
the most magical implements in the entire
world . . . simply can't live without them.
solitude for hire
my soul whispers its demand
cheap at any price
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