A man should be alone sometimes
It is required for his sanity
Alone in a place, in his mind
Alone in his dwelling cut out from but still within humanity
A man should be alone
He should seek to be alone
Under a tree he should rest,
Under leaves branched out with its fruit and birds
A visitor in nature’s nest
He should lock the door of his mind and in a dark room
Lit in the light of his mind
He should pace about with his hands behind his waist
Opening thought doors in a search of where he should belong
Where he should dwell; sometimes for a while
And if need be venture out knowing when and why
A man should be alone at times
You see existence offers so much clutter
Discussions here and there opinions from the gutter
A man should be alone to sift through the shredded crossword puzzles life throws at him
He needs to clarify, contrast, compare and then decide which is him
A man should be alone to write his thoughts
To draw conclusions
Set passions and goals
And yet understand life isn’t only about goals
A man should be alone to travel inwards and experience all the bubbles of impossibilities floating within him
He should hop from one to another experiencing it as real and smile when he has brought it forth as real
He should be alone to live several lives not materialized yet still have one life
A man should learn to be alone at times
I tell you
Here he will find that in the journey of life
Alone we came, alone we will go
And that there is a necessity for the evaluation of clarity
Here joy is felt
Thoroughly experienced and discovered from within
Here God reveals purpose and he says to you this shall forever be your pose
A man should learn to be alone
He should develop an awareness; a consciousness of his singularity
In the midst of the crowd
In the midst of his loves, he should be able to say from within “my beloveds”
And stretch out in the ever reaching arms of his mind
To hold their hearts, to grasp their feelings and become one with them
A man should be alone dragging his passions in a suitcase
Not to light as it might leave him and he wouldn’t realize a slight
Not too heavy and over packed
His passions should be concise, yet they should possess him
Compel him, be felt by him
Control him, but not throw him totally off the balance of sanity
For he does not require total sanity
A man should learn to be alone
Then he can write a poem
A song
Find his purpose
Paint the Mona Lisa
Discover electricity
Existence his shelter housing all he has brought as long as it permits him