Morning Solitude

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    Morning Solitude

    Morning Solitude

    The buildings are deserted...I never
    realized quite
    How lonely it could be
    without people
    No voices...no laughter..no
    running footsteps
    The only human sound is that of
    my sole footsteps
    Echoing eerily through
    the empty halls
    The only voice would be my own, should
    I choose to speak
    The sense of loneliness
    far more deepened,
    by the sodden, depressing gray of
    low-hanging clouds.
    And yet, my mind, my heart, my soul
    all are at peace.
    I am aware, distant sounds of
    morning; people.
    But, they cannot break
    into my peace.
    Else, the only sound now is the
    singing of birds
    Happy in themselves and oblivious
    to anything else
    Least of all my own
    deep solitude
    I am alone, yet... an air of tranquility is
    surrounding me.
    Feather-like fingers of the
    early morning breeze
    Filter through my hair, and
    caress my face.
    What wondrous gifts God has
    bestowed on us!
    Why do we not realize the wonder
    of their beauty?

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