We were alone, the earth and me
as I had found a place to be
alone, and that I was.
And the trees around me only whispered
to give me some peace and quiet,
hushing the birds.
The earth had much to tell me,
but the good friend that it was, it just listened
while I did the thinking.
And then it sank in
that this was all that mattered to me.
That I am.