By Ethel Mortenson Davis
I have been a soliloquy
upon the landscape–
A letter on the horizon’s poem.
I have been accustomed
to aloneness.
We travel well
together.
She has been with me
when I searched
the deep forest
as a child
and
now in the desert,
allowing me to be
who I am,
learning from the sacred earth—
the poetic ground.
She has made me
resilient
like the coral desert blossom
I picked yesterday
and found in my pocket
today,
still fresh, still alive,
still vibrant,
drawing from the deep water
held tightly
within.
fourwindowspress 
The last stanza is especially lovely. Deep, meaningful, beautiful imagery. With appreciation, Angela
Thank you Angela. i love the art work on your blog. Love Ethel
You call forth a calm reflection of your true identity and allow us to share it with you, and therefore ourselves.
That is an insightful comment as always, Ben, thanks, Love Ethel
A poem of great strength Ethel I feel.
It is one I could find myself returning to.
Christine x
That hits it in the heart. Thanks. Love Ethel
I enjoyed reading this so much! Like Christine says, I could definitely return to it many times over.
Eve
Glad you liked it Eve, your comment keeps me writing. Love Ethel
I love that you’ve made the distincting between “aloneness” and “loneliness” – two very different things. I know the peaceful companionship of aloneness and can relate – this is beautifully written.
That’s a good point. Love Ethel
Ethel – another beautiful poem – you always draw from the deep water. Thanks for sharing this with us – Kathleen
Beautiful reply. Thank you. Love Ethel
When I read your poetry I hear your voice as whisper-soft, yet possessed of seemingly indomitable strength–“quiet” is not “weakness”. And there is a reverential presence, too–in both your work, and Thomas’, which humbles and moves me–and greatly inspires me (and I do not mean only in my writing). God bless you today.
Bless you today too.I always appreciate your thoughts. Love Ethel
Ethel, I resonate deeply with this lovely, eloquent poem – the solitude you enjoy, the sacred earth, the poetic ground. This is my new favorite of all your poetry – thank you!
Thank you for this thought, Betty. Love Ethel
I too “travel well together with aloneness”
Your poem resonates with me at a very deep level and I feel strengthened just by the very fact of having read it, by the knowledge that it is not only me.
David
This is the idea I want the reader to have. Thank you. Love Ethel
The image of being a letter on the horizon’s poem is wonderful – I would place you as the letter ‘A’ given how wonderful this poem is!
That makes me smile. Love Ethel
This is a very beautiful poem. We are all alone at some point, and this is good. We need to be on our own.
After a long period of aloneless, not physically so much, but mentally, I can say I am glad it is over though. The other being there for me, is the best thing that ever happend to me.
I know now I am not alone in how I am and I don’t feel this way now at all. But it made me stronger to find my own way in my aloneless days, that is so. I feel people should not be alone, or felt alone. To me, aloneless and loneliness are much the same. Maybe I need to learn a lot more about life 🙂
Beautiful comment. Thank you. Love Ethel
That still-fresh desert blossom still drawing on its own reserves of water is just an exquisite metaphor for how WE should be, gathering spiritual refreshment as we go to carry us through those times when caught in strange pockets of our lives!
This is a treasure to me, Ethel! I value solitude so and find such truth in your words…a song I could sing too.
‘I have been accustomed
to aloneness.
We travel well
together.’
There is such sacredness to be found in solitude, if only we honor it.
Thank you!
“Aloneness” can be educational, can it not? You have written another philosophical beauty, Ethel…