Song of Solitude

The gentle tides
of solitude
roll in
and swirl around my feet
while left over rain
to the leaves
lets go
and disappears
into my hair
without a sound

I have become
like the water
unseen in the depth
of my silence
as foggy images
of my mood
and feelings
appear in the gathering
pools of light
in the mist
kissed by
my remembering

There is a promise
of sunlight
beginning to glow
from behind
a veil
of clouds
slowly creating
a golden horizon
where there
was only rain

My heart is
lost in the serenade
of beauty
a silent song
of freedom


painting by Rassouli