One Only Lonely

There are days when my mind wanders....when I can't focus...when I can't find what it is I think I'm looking for.

And - what is that? Exactly? That I'm seeking? What is the sought after prize?

There are days - I confess - that I wish for..strive for...want for - something more. Something special. Something unique. Something extra-ordinary that might capture my attention and my eye.

And then - there are days like these. When a simple tree in a simple landscape reminds me. Again and again. That - this is truly all there is.

The mountains. The mist gently rising. The single solitary figure - standing tall and strong and rooted. An only lonely amidst a field of green.