Solitude

People always ask me
If I feel alone
With no one around me
For a reason they’ve never known.

Is it really solitude
When with the wind I sing?
When the leafy shelters welcome me
In the early flight of spring?

The hills debate me every day
The rivers share their tales
The grass tickles my bare feet
As I chatter with the gales.

I speak with every passing bird
I laugh with every stone
So now tell me, will I ever
Live my life alone?

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