You are alone when you’re with animals,
With birds, in the grove or near a river.
Only when you are with men, even one,
You aren’t alone and feel the pressure.
The silence you find when you are alone
Is not the silence that follows a storm,
Not the silence that falls in dawns or dusk
And not the one seen in the church or museum.
When you find yourself alone and aloof
Along the meadow , where the sheep would browse
Or along the brook, where sparrows would shoot.
Or on a rock by which would flow a brook
You will find such silence and will stand still
And that stillness will cleanse your soul and nerves.
It is good to be alone now and then.
In a solitude of tranquility.
21.07.2015
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