Solitude

The night is so dark
I have to touch my face
To know it’s even there

I sit myself down
With my head bowed low
I try hard not to despair

I peer in every direction
Looking for someone, anyone
No, they’ve all gone away

In a nearby tree
I hear the rustle of leaves
A lark? A finch? A blue jay?

And just like that
The bird begins to sing
A song I haven’t heard before

A song so sweet
That my loneliness retreats
And my spirit begins to soar

I begin to wonder
For whom the bird sings
Surely it cannot be for me

I listen intently
For her companion
No, she’s all alone in the tree

And suddenly
It dawns on me
Her pleasure is all her own

You can find joy
In your solitude
You sing best when you sing alone