Music, art, history, science
all go on
cars, trains, planes, ships and boats
move on and on
man, animals, birds and bees
thrive in spring
oceans roll, clouds float
flowers dance
on mountains and hills.

But,
I can't move,
I breathe, but am not living
eyes open without seeing,
say, what I don't mean.
I am alone
set into calmness
a sublime loneliness.

No,
please do not pity me
or stand by my side,
thank you though.
Just to let you know,
there's a reservation
for someone special,
so
none else can fill in.