Duplicitous Solitude

Sun beating down with actual force
Warbling haze refracted off our faces
Warmth expanding crevices created by roots
Heat has no power to knock us from these spaces
Rain driving across our once rough skin
Pecking at our eyes, running rivulets slide
Finding hairline cracks only water seeks out
Drizzle to downpour our heads we won’t hide
Biting cold has the most wearing effect
Autumn dampness freezing, we cannot fight
Lashing snow and ice pauses, does not relent
Longing to see the other through the white
Another moment the blizzard clears at last
Hardly longer than a slow sleepy blink
Cascading water sparkling, falling from your hair
Eons of togetherness, we have no need to think
Just being as one in the vastness of time
A particular incarnation watching ages pass
Nanoseconds into the future or present tense
Secure with our foundation, a granite mass
Elements continue to impress their will upon our serenity
Failing, Gaiea’s envy giving birth to the green mother
Shifts gears, seasons haranguing our duplicitous solitude
Should we deign to notice, let us not even bother
Submersion into our souls
Swirling, mixing, learning
Spending eternity growing
Having us, needing nothing

Oneness

Justin,

You have done well to create a piece that illustrates the oneness that we must endure with the vagagries of Mother Nature. She gives life and she also dispenses the occasional pain in the ass...but she is who she is.

Pete

Thanks

Thanks, Pete. She can certainly be a real bitch when she chooses and yet so comforting when the mood strikes her.

You can meet God in the church of your choice
You can meet Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital
You know, it's only my opinion, I may be right or wrong
But you can find both in the Grand Canyon at sundown
-Bob Dylan

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