Huddled and crouched I sit in the loneliness corner.

My heart is grey as I look out at the jewelled colours of the world.

I don’t want to move as usual, since am rooted in my lostness.

My mind is still, as I watch my inner world transmute into otherness.

Huddled and crouched I sit in the loneliness corner.

My eyes are slowly seeing anew, as I understand the source of the loneliness.

I am being fed wisdom, to expand my knowing, for the life to come.

Huddled and crouched I sit in the loneliness corner.