In A Lonely Place Poem by Chris Embrick

I'm not lonely.
But today, I need to be in a lonely place.
As far away from others as I dare to go.
I've found the most revealing revelations come the deeper I go into the green zone, away from family and friends and yes, even love.
I'll take the silence with me and listen only to the forest sounds.
It's only when I need the most profound soul searching, that I go this deep into the unfamiliar, go this far into the mountains to find a lonely place.
I've brought my heartaches here before, to this very spot and stayed
until the ache was gone.
Beside the waterfall, I've added my own tears to the stream and watched them drown in forgetfulness. Hurtful memories seem to fade into nothingness in these mountains; their beauty gives me a new perspective on what's really important.
Anyway, I'm here today to leave a part of me behind, a load I've carried much too long.
Near sundown I'll walk back the way I came and linger in the aspens, daydream one last time under their golden, quaking leaves.
When I return home, I'll not be the same man who came today to this lonely place to find his life again.