Alone in my Solitude

Alone in my solitude
The screams of the night dwellers fade
Until they are merely whispers of the past
Drowned out by the cries of the morning
Alone in my solitude
I listen as the trees tell my fortune
Which the stars failed to predict
Alone in my solitude
I am at peace with all living things
Alone in my solitude
I am free

(Copyright Sandra Booker 1997 )