isolation/solitude

You can feel alone in a crowd

When voices are loud

It can be hard to hear the truth

When it is drowned out

By too many fevered opinions

The wise among us know

Silence

Is often

Full of wisdom

Lately I seek the quiet

Look for the magic

In the moment

Letting go of the monologue

Of fevered angst and dread

Storming frenetic hoof beats

Through my head

Sometimes you will be attacked

For doing nothing

Sometimes it may seem you are

Malingering or avoiding

By withdrawing

But who knows what special healing

Your soul is recieving

Or you are beaming out

In solitude

For isolation is not about

Being alone

It is about disconnection

From the deepest taproot

Of your soul