In a quiet state

I sit alone

hear the raindrops outside

dancing across autumn leaves

the damp texture

of an autumn day.

I sit alone

wondering just

how long can my life

go on leading this seeming

disarray

I sit alone

hoping some gesture

some meaning

beyond our own

human compassion

some reality that

might

take me away

I sit alone

I watch the skies darken

I think of just how possible it is to be

this way.

~ finding my way, a personal journey ~