The Lonely Stranger
Upstate, NY, USA
Looking across the dreary expanse
That was the bleak morning sky
Brought to mind thoughts of you.
In that vast skyscape filled with
The gray clouds that signaled gloom,
There was a break, a brief break.
A break in the gloom that liberated
Your brilliant light to blaze upon
My soul like nothing before or since.
Even as the glow warmed through to
My soul, thawed my once frigid heart, I knew
That the break would be painfully short.
My joy was tempered by the sight of the
Dreary clouds slowly engulfing the light. In
What seemed like a moment, the light was gone.
Now as I look across the sky, I see no more
Breaks in this gloom, it goes to the end of
The horizon, as far as the heart can see,
There is Solitude.