SOLITUDE
I AM ---
THE WINTER DREAM
CONSOLED IN THE ARMS OF WARM MEMORIES.

THE DEW-DROP ON PALM-LEAF
ROLLING TO THE GROUND WITH THE PAIN OF MOON-LIGHT.

THE SILENCE OF NIGHT-IN-GALE
FREEZING ON THE LUTE OF THE BOUGH.

I AM- THE SOLITUDE!

SOLITUDE
THE PILGRIMAGE OF MY IMAGINATION
TO ADORE YOUR MOODS.
THE SPIRITUALITY
THAT NO DICTIONARY HAS DEFINED..

I AM THE SOLITUDE.

THE KAJARA* ON THE FINGER-TIP OF DURGA**
IMBUED WITH THE INNOCENT SECRET OF HER ALMOND EYES.

SOLITUDE
NOT THE SONG OF THE ROAD TO NEW AVENUE
SOLITUDE
THE SONG OF THE JOURNEY INTO SELF
THE JOURNEY IN SEARCH OF MY SHADOW IN YOUR EYES!