This is not a poem…

It is just that I discovered being  alone.

What a wonderful experience to feel solitude on my face.

It seems something to fear when no one is in place.

In reality it falsely imprisons to what life should not embrace.

Solitude has an amazing affect.

It makes you feel and accept…

Accept all that you once knew and all that will be.

To know that your existence is not without meaning.

Allowing your growth and a minuscule of contempt.

Solitude is nothing less than a world, a life, a breath to contemplate.