Walk With Me & Billie Holiday, Breathing The City's Solitude!

So many classic poems and also songs were written about loneliness and solitude.

All original photographs are taken in Vienna with my iPhone7

I wonder why my words flow so much better, when I am "isolated" and alone but as soon as I start living fully in the moment, there is some aliveness that comes easily.

The more present we are, the more meaningful our lives will become.

I am asking myself from time to time, how to reach out as far as possible, to find the essence of humanity in all of us, to illuminate every little corner of our lives?

Then I remember some poetry .......

The sensitive and gifted poet May Sarton once wrote that

“Loneliness is the Poverty of Self and Solitude is Richness of Self.”

For me, most of her writings are honest, thought-provoking, touching and inspirational. She represents a part of my inner self, examines appealing themes such as love, friend & relationships and the search for self-knowledge, inner peace and fulfilment.

This is my path I am on.......

I wondered lonely as a cloud by William Wordsworth .....

The theme of the following poem is the relationship between the individual and the natural world, giving us strength.

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed – and gazed – but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

My blog manifests all those universal themes as well as the burning wish for inner peace and freedom of my restless soul, more than ever.

I hope that you can feel the human heart, pulsing just below the surface, as one of May's critics described her novels, touching also political, feminist and sexual topics.

There is always a deep struggle to achieve more insight and endless knowledge, to show our strength, that readers do believe what we experienced. How did we feel and how you can relate.

My stories are honest! Sometimes life is so simple like those photographs, I take along my journey, the ones I show today. Sometimes a bit more complicated, just the way how I think I am, incredibly attracted to learn, how to be "ALONE" and happy.

Sounds strange for you?

Edgar Allan Poe's ‘Alone’ was written when he was only 21. I related to his sentiment in my early youth so much and read all his poetry.

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were.
I have not seen
As others saw.

All I loved......I lov’d alone.

Emily Dickinson, ‘The Loneliness One Dare Not Sound’. She wrote powerfully about loneliness and solitude, perhaps nowhere more movingly than here, in this poem about a loneliness so profound that we can’t even bring ourselves to confront it for fear of being overwhelmed. Source

This loneliness is

"The Horror not to be surveyed
But skirted in the Dark
With Consciousness suspended
And Being under Lock".

That's it for today again with my sweet Billie Holiday's song for you.

Yours @mammasitta
@onartbali & @massivevibration