BEING ALONE IN THE SEA OF SORROW
Hearing the sound of the rain Cascading down in my steep roof Looking outside and brooding life Wafting the scent of lows and highs Through the open rain-lashed window I can feel now My heart is tingling with excitement Trees rustling and dancing gracefully On the thick blanket of rain Melancholy is neither sadness nor distress But the state of being empty. Me Being alone Looking around Hearing the sound Of fear and anxiety Nagging away at me. I try to seek peace Finally Just me In the world of being almost happy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Picture: collected from Pinterest Ho Chi Minh city, 30/09/2021, Stephen A. Howard