Alone in the field

a tree alone in the field,

no wait, there are sunflowers close by

and a cloud drifting by,

the sun is standing behind and a

forest is whispering, birds are twittering

before settling into their nests.

we are never alone, the wind caresses

our cheek and the sounds of people,

cars and trucks, birds, dogs barking,

at least one constantly surrounding us.

we may find seek solace in the darkest cave,

but there will still be water dripping somewhere,

the flap of a bat's wings, or the rumble of

thunder will reverberate within.

never alone, we must find solace in 

while being surrounded in sound.