Alone

The rhythm of my breath

Pouring in and out

Like ocean tide in a cave

Hollow and vacant

Then abundant and bursting;

Sweet equilibrium

The sound of my feet

Slapping the pavement

Like bodies of amorous lovers colliding

Strike and then lift…

Pause

Strike and then lift…

Pause

Punctuated by staccato heartbeat

Earth cradles my every turn,

Wind through the trees compose my song

And the clouds shape my uneven cover

And there among the sycamore,

Blackened crumbling asphalt,

And every grass blade

I find God among many

And

I Am

Alone