A heart alone doesn’t always mean lonely.
Lonely is painful.
Solitude is quiet; the only secure place in a noisy world.
The perfect getaway is seclusion.
Like the wonderful silence just before the dawn,
or the quiet and calm of an ending storm.
The hush of a country road at night,
Or the moment after a door closes tight.
A place of gentle repose,
-a chance to cultivate and recompose
a quiet heart .
Solitude expresses the glory of being
as simply and honestly as you can manage.
Renewing your strength and taking advantage
of companionship: first, just you -your insignificant self,
and then God, as continued moments shift your focus
to sensing his acceptance and grace.
It is a most beautiful place if you listen carefully.
The trouble is not really in being alone; but in being lonely.
And lonely, sometimes, is a fresh appetite for solitude.
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Such a cute duck and lovely words. Thank you so much for sharing!