In one honeyed moment of awakening,

drops of sweetness linger on the lips,

and eyes remain open,

to the truths that never hide.

It is in the loudest places,

that one may feel the most alone.

but in the stillness of a misty morning,

standing by oneself,

a single cricket sings,

and transports us to a world so engaging,

overflowing with a brilliance,

with promises of so much awaiting us. 

It is in those hushed minutes of silent reverie,

we find it impossible to feel abandoned,

for we are enough on our own.