Alone, Away

With my eyes
I devour the sky,
Swallow the redness and the rocks,
The trees and their greenness,
The loneliness
Of silent spaces.

Cold I feel
In the shadow of a distant sun,
The impersonality of the morning air,
And the emptiness of solitude.

Yet the quest of my life
Is unfinished
And as my fate demands––

I continue to travel
And without you.