The story is the same

It’s always the same

The need takes me, and I must act

Overwhelming need to escape

Escape from wall to wall people

Desiring a different experience

Hear my heartbeat

Truly breathe clean air

Solitude where are you?

 

Compulsion to be truly alone

Wanting ways to seek

Seek and we will find

One cold December day finds me in Grizedale Forest

My choice of parking places today

Needing to be far from the moderate crowd

Rain lashes down upon me and I care not

The allure of a wild forest

Solitude where are you?

 

Well known trail I have to myself

Driving downpour assaults my senses

Leafless branches offer scant protection

Wind cuts through my waterproofs

And I feel awakened once more, alive!

Nary another human soul to be seen

Feeling at one with nature

Mother nature at her most extreme

I love this solitude!

 

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