Isolation

trying to capture an early Winter morning mood in the Great NorthWest

In the Isolation of my eye
I Alone can see
What goes bye
To be forgotten
In the destruction of my life
I cannot contain



All that I see, without
Damage to me
The drops cannot be stopped
At least not by me
On the Wayside, my life
Looks back at me
What do I see
In the Isolation of my
Eye?

Eltease