My Solitude, To Whom I Belong
My solitude to whom I belong
Like a love that is both fragile and strong.
My solitude, fine and fire-ridden
Came at twilight, unbidden.
Impossible to keep you at bay.
You just could not stay away.
You became mine, in spite of it all.
Ah, I did not even have to call.
I have felt your shadow merge with mine.
I have felt your footsteps echo my own.
Sometimes at twlight I heard your voice.
At times I would almost rejoice.
There were moments in strange cities
On frozen pavements, along grey seas
Under dripping skies, angular beautiful trees
My solitude would seek to please.
Ah, my solitude to whom I belong
Tells me there is no right or wrong;
Tells me I am not alone, but strong.
Then sings to me in a soft, low song.
Copyright: Rani Turton