Reflections in solitude by Myesha Jenkins
If you are there on my path in the night
I would consider sharing a silent moment with you.
But do not ask to join my solitude
it is mine to walk into
there is much to ponder and I am already weary
I will not suffer your intrusion
My time a meditation on koi and water lilies
sorting out confusion, interpreting signs
Life unfolds when the sky is rosy from a dying sun
and insects change the sound to night
My being is subtly changed
Light alters time, blood speaks, spirits move
a visitation of tears and sudden clarity.
I will not suffer your intrusion
You would send me home
to the washing and my cooking pots.
By Myesha Jenkins
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