Remote

There are songs to tell us
we cannot be islands
that our steps must be taken
with an extended tribe
with a whole community
but there are days
I seek the island
without the sprawl of people
without the chatter
of endless voices
just my small family
and endless isolation
I seek the island
build it within myself
take myself off to quiet shores
with no sound but wind and wild
to crowd my ears
take myself off to quiet shores
to heal from my crowded days – Caroline A. Slee