Solitaire Surrounded

Solitaire Surrounded

One day I walked the garden
It was there I met my friend
In the heavy storms of time he head learned to bend.
His arms he held wide open
For everything that’s light
In his crown of golden leaves even the butterflies hide.

Day and night he noticed
But it’s not what he became
Solitaire surrounded
Bonded by no name

Could it be it’s roots
That made him stand so tall
Than I saw the drawings of the annual rings of his soul

My friend is like a mirror,
And suddenly we were the same
Two parts meet in the middle,
Bonded by no name, bonded by no name..

© 2025 Composed by D.A Boon
Annouk Boon: Guitar and Singing