Not Alone

I am not lonely, but alone. Around me here, today, tonight, no human figure, voice or ear and, should I speak, no one to hear.

Those whom I love are gone a while, so I've conversed with clouds. A mile, or several miles I've gone with them, listening to the wind's slow song.

There was a horse that made a view in motion for me, running, rearing, and birds bound home to nests, declaring sunset plainly as sky reddening.

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I've been alone, but captivated by so much, and reacquainted with beauty - wonders that continue, their reach increased, their worth restated.

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