SHOT FROM THE FILE

I’ve never quite understood why some have fear of solitude … the condition of being alone. I find solitude to be cleansing, uplifting and spiritual. We should have more of it!

Stolen Solitude But Glory Revealed

As evening leisurely progresses, darkness slowly smothers the twilight and the newly arrived moon hurls a javelin of light across the gentle lake. Solitude reigns the scene … but not for long.

Amidst the rhythmic liquid sound of the water softly licking the boreal shore, comes a heavy padding in the sand of massive bruin feet as an enormous Brown Bear ambulates the strand … solitude stolen, but glory revealed.

On a lonely beach in a land of lore
a mighty beast walks the distant shore.
There’s no hurry to its pace.
When it moves, it does with grace.
Pause it at times to scan the scape.
What does the brute anticipate?
No matter what the linger seems,
’tis but part of a grander scheme.
The bear’s role is both bold and grand,
designed and shaped by Hallowed Hands.

~ Anecdote, poem and Brown Bear capture, Solitude Stolen But Glory Revealed © Jerry L. Ferrara