A Life In A Day
Nancy | Nasty | Nature's Kiss | Neglect | Nightwatcher | No Expectations | No Regrets | Not Me | Nothing Safe | Numb | Observations | Obsession | Ode to Death | Optimistic | Paths | Patience | Perfect | Plea | Problems | Question | Rage | Rain | Recluse | Reminiscing | Resentment | Rewind | Rotten | Ruination
Recluse
Patterns of light and shadow fall upon my grim face
I watch through the window as the passersby race
To and fro like busy ants within their colony
I ask myself, "Why can't it be me?"
To bask in the glorious and radiant sun
To lay around or just maybe to run
Feel the sharp, brisk wind against my rosy cheeks
And hope they will chafe and burn so I will feel for weeks
The hilltop in front of me I so desperately want to climb
Release myself and not worry about not enough time
Forget the anger and hurts I cannot change
I know that doing so will feel strange
The bristling sound and rustling calm of the trees
Almost immediately make me want to drop to my knees
Never take anything for granted, never abuse
Take life at the helm and don't be a recluse
Elisabeth Stover 1995