Comfort in solitude, beauty and gratitude in life.

 

“I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd,”  By William Wordsworth

As a child I always found comfort in solitude. There was always something good about being alone, even when in company, I would drift off observing outlines of people, things etc. Discovering Wordsworth ‘Daffodils’ at the age of 12, I reached understanding of the value of solitude, it’s ok to be alone. These pieces were screaming loneliness and gratitude. I used my best friend’s father in law’s bedsheet and every’Bic Pen’ I had in the house, it took more than 36 hours. I was metabolizing a loss, listening to the breeze, watching time and reading the emotions given to me by the nature that surrounded me in the countryside at my parents house in central southern Italy. Just like Wordsworth I saw the beauty, maybe not instantly but I saw it.