Two souls

Lost in wilderness

Each swirling in their own dust bowl

Becoming your own friend

Drifting ever closer on the breeze

Trees appear as if staring

Solitude

Preserving one's sanity

Time

Alone

Wandering

Wondering


A smile

A whisper

Words

Lifeblood to your soul

Rescue me from this desolation

This prison

This wasteland of loneliness

Mirror image of sentiments

Two dust bowls twist in a stellar collision

Liberating one another

Affinity into Serenity, at last

An intense & apt metaphor. A powerful passionate poem, Joe.

You have a beautiful gift of penning words that touch ones soul. Awesome to read and ponder.

Wow

That is all