Odyssey Of Solitude

The day my odyssey began,

I wore a happy face.

Oblivious that this journey

Would be garnished with solitude.

Afar from my refuge,

Betwixt the eerie fiends.

I scoured for my blanket

And my heart shattered.

Numerous thoughts trapped

In the hollows of my soul.

Like an isolated Yardbird,

Awaiting the sweet freedom.

Every unfolding twilight

Had the same tale.

Tears dampened my cheeks

And I felt frail.

On one odd night,

I aroused having kittens.

Harkened a soft sound

Afoot towards me.

Enlightened little soul,

With blond hair, crystal eyes.

“Hold no grief my child”.

It fondled me gently.

That night it evoked me.

My dim soul deep into slumber,

Ushered out with zeal.

For that was the day,

I found a concealed life;

Where solitude was never to return.