RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Solitude Gently Pulls Me
Speaking to my soul, lighting it's mind
with significance and wisdom of yesterday.
Enlightenment arrives cautiously, tenderly
touching emotional particles of my heart,
being careful not to hurt or maim any part
of my interior life.
Solitude takes my hand and gently pulls me
into myself, allowing me to be accepted
unconditionally, just as I am, for who I am
in this crazy mixed up world.
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