Solitude

In today's mad-rush world, we hardly have the time 2 commune with the inner self and 2 feel, feel deeply, the sole and unique and fond presence that's us, us alone, and only us; 2 hum, out of a collage of songs and tunes, silences and pauses, gathered since childhood and, since then, intermittently recalled, such medleys of the heart, with such poses, as the soul alone can in solitude arrange -- and only 4 us.