Barren Landscapes And Friendship Poem by Ronel O'Reilly

I find solitude in barren landscapes and abandoned houses.
They renew my spirit and speak to me in soothing, kind words.
Within this barren, never changing landscape the spirits of those
Long past whisper never-ending stories of life, hope and survival.

I watch my friends as they file along a dirt path, each busy with
Their own thoughts, appreciating nature’s beauty in their own
Unique way. Chrisna's laughter echoes in the silent valley until
It hits a small koppie* and settles between rocks and hard sand.

Corneil’s sky-blue eyes melt into the sky above while her heart
Beats in synchronisation with the overwhelming awesomeness
Of God's creation. Carla is taking pictures with her new Samsung
Galaxy, testing every new feature thoroughly, while her giggles
Ringing softly every now and then, remind us of her presence.

And then there is Vanessa, content within herself and with her
Surroundings. She wears a tiny smile everywhere, ever present,
everlasting.

Within myself I find a quiet place where I thank the universe
And God for blessings large and small, including the comfort
Of special friendship.