In Solitude

In Solitude

In solitude,

I feel the flowers blooming,

wafting their heady sweet fragrance.

In solitude,

I sense the clouds whispering,

as they speed down to earth in rain.

In solitude,

I hear the gold-sun peeping,

coquettishly from cruising  cloud.

In solitude,

I am the rainbow splashing,

its colour-band across the sky.

In solitude,

I hear my soul communing,

reconciling to Nature's will.