Forsaken but not forlorn, I understand the weakness of those who have parted company.

Alone but not lonely, I have all of Nature as my companion.

Still but not silenced, my unspoken musings are a freshness spontaneous, unpracticed, unperformed.

Challenged but not defeated, I make a sport out of everything.

Horny but not demonized, I sometimes draw glances as if I were the once great Pan.

Childlike but not childish, I laugh at folly knowing that I’m next.

Bartered but not bitter, I  get on, get off the Great Merry Go-Round.

Desireless but not Nirvana-devoured, my Path ahead still promises adventure.