I love being alone, but I’m not lonely
I sit with my Love which is my one and only
When alone, in the spring of Life I am rooted
To ward off attachments I tread in this world, with aloneness I’m booted
Aloneness is to be with oneself comfortable
It only costs me my presence; what could be more affordable?
In my aloneness I’m one with my breathe
The stillness is inexplicable, I could even welcome death
On the other side of nowhere my Beloved will rejoice
To be alone when I consciously make a choice
Seeking perfect companionship for long I have been deluded
Only through my aloneness I seek my perfect Beloved
Pepal Tree
09.07.2009
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