Not Alone
Cathryn flowers Ritchie
Moonlit night
Breezing through
My soul
(rays streaking darkness).
Alone
But not.
The past
Whispering of sorrows
Crying with losses
Gentle with joy
(and yes, sometimes leaping,
sometimes).
Alone
But not.
And tomorrow, hope
Dear Hope.
Alone,
But not alone,
And my soul rejoices.
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