A rare commodity is solitude. It can be easily misunderstood. To be all alone with no one else around. You can do this in the air or on the ground. You can sail off in the blue sea, Or hop on a plane without me. We can all use some time alone. Without T.V. or telephone. Time to think about your goal. You will come back feeling whole.
There’s paradise in Oasis, Florida. Sun-drenched beaches by day, Moonlight beaches by night, A paradise to be shared by all.
Come and enjoy the sleepy nights.
The cooling sea breezes that
Bring mysterious shadows.
Dark shadows that walk
The deserted streets of the town.
All is quiet.
All is dark.
Except for the footsteps.
“Who goes there?”
We ask behind our closed shutters.
No one answers.
Who will be alive come morning?