Within the abundance of beauties,
ranging from single cellular beings
to more complex beings like ourselves
and animals, stellar objects in the cosmos
and other objects here on earth,
there is still room for loneliness.

Because as we marvel and wonder about
the gifts of life as well as its essence,
we remain just human.

Our feelings still manifest. The problem
is communication. We cannot communicate
with earths and the cosmos's endless beauties.
There are many waterfalls, streams and stars.
We cannot communicate with them.

Loneliness slowly creeps in as we
are entranced by the universe, time
and earth.
When we are encompassed with our thoughts,
the greatest tragedy is when we cannot express them.
Maybe others care, maybe they do not.
The question is, are we willing to endure the pain
of silence ?

What is life when we cannot share our fears
and our greatest successes?
Our hopes and dreams,
thought and overall feelings ?

What is the essence ?