Alone
yet not lonely
sat
on the meadows on the green
lawn
of a park
fragrance
of flowers everywhere
clouds
nomadic over the sky
birds
chirp, breezy air prevails
slowly
I, ignore myself
hear
not, and see not
sense
not, yet in awareness
perceived
a voice within
that
heeded with a conception
like
a soul’s dialogue inside
can’t
transform whatsoever without,
however,
could transmute within
so, inside remains unaffected by outside
so, inside remains unaffected by outside
