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Path of Loneliness
Walking in paths of goldenrods , tall prairie grass whimpers
To the crispness of cold morning air, Along
a fall river scene,
Watching
the flight
of
the geese,
In the scurry of
footsteps upon my path,
Seeing only thoughts of loneliness ,that sets my path free,
In a walk to
compassion that brings me here,
For the nature that sings its beauty, to the passing of the seasons,
Overlooking the lakes and fields ,to season change,
Wondering what makes me come here alone again and again,
To the beauty that holds my intentions to be alone,
Mind bent to hurt, life shattered by loss dreams,
Setting my soul free from all I left behind ,
Walking in passion,
I hold to natures wonder,
Leaving my thoughts behind,
Living the life of loneliness upon my path,
For the days are the dreams ahead,
In memories of the seasons,
Hanger
"Alone"
Credit to Rudy for picture
shot from Wisconsin
I've singled out the
touches that reaches,
that shows its silence to death ,
Only to die in loneliness as it shadows my days ,
Whispers in
nightly skies ,
Shadows of
falling dreams ,
As
day turn to night and shadows fall to my side,
No more then cover of loneliness passing my way
by night, with the cast of no shadow to toll pain to my side,
I see my life
alone again,
baring dark shadow by my side ,
Alone as the
passing of day to night,
In
a every ending cycle of torment,
Alone;
Hanger
Many times do I see nature go
unnoticed many times
I would love to share it and can't.
Today may be a way to bring a eye to
awareness. Visiting the links on this page will bring observance. That the land that's
around us is surrounded with beauty. With a limited education on Illinois prairie land the
web site below may help better your observance.
Prairie land
Education By Ken Robertson
Go to Ken
Robertson's homepage
Credit:
Ken Roberts for use of background
His research well speaks for character
a visit to his site is well
worth it
On the Study of Prairie
Land survival
10/13/05
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