The sun is beneath my feelings,
scorching and harassing my mind
with glimpse of no one in sight
as I gaze into emptiness.
And when I thought love found me
in my lowest and weakest point;
then came my fragile mind tumbling
through the steeps of loneliness.
I desire so much from love,
at morn, noon or the cool eve.
But response of quietude
and unending solitude came kneeling.
Like a pine in the midst of palm trees,
no one really understands what I feel.
The day and night I see
are black coals of steel.
Loneliness now a lovely companion,
bow in awe when I surrendered.
And love embraced loneliness
as I dive into lameness.