NP: Etta Jones- Solitude

"His source of confidence is fragile

what he trusts in is a spider's web.

He leans on his web, but it doesn't stand firm.

He grabs it, but it down not hold up.

He is an amply watered plant in the sunshine'

his shoots spread out over his garden.

His roots are intertwined around a pile of rocks.

He looks for a home among the stones.

If he is uprooted from his place,

it will deny knowing him, saying, 

"I never saw you."

Surely this is the joy of his way of life;

yet others will sprout from the dust."