Beauty and Solitude

poem by: Gerry Legister
Written on Jun 28, 2018

I will leave all the struggles and the trouble
of the world's conquest by every pleasure found,
And go to a place where the wind softly whistles
in the breeze with no tempest snares around.

To be alone with the heavenly sound of inner peace
that raises my soul to a higher spiritual plane,
Where anxiety's deadly attacks will slowly cease
And I am free from critical cliché of emotional pain.

Where The beauty of seclusion fuels my imagination
shaping future existence and reality within my mind,
and make the freedom of feeling a great liberation,
unrestricted by regulations and rules of every kind.

Daily, I seek the beauty of solitude by choice 
And listen to the hush whispers of my inner voice.

 

Tags: Sad, Faith, Pain, Imagery, Deep,

 

 

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