Living alone atop a mountain
Below a stream flowing rapidly
So that no one would seek
The recluse in me
Time to time I would venture below
Flicking my toes within the stream
Writing or perhaps reading poetry
Listening to the wind brisking through the trees
Peace of Solitude with each breeze
Through beauty of nature
My heart set to un grand ease
Definition of Solitude
If you please
WKR
©Wendy Ronshausen