“I could tell you all,

The sorrow of the long night

In the dungeon,

The bliss in the elevation to glory

But all these stories come and go

And often at times you will find yourself alone.

No story to tell,

No glory to rejoice for.

Just you and your soul

Face to face

No noise

No chirping of bird

just you and you.

All that would come,

Will not at this time.

This is a measure

of make or break

A meeting in solitude,

Gift to Giver;

Treasure the solitude,

listen to The Giver.

The treasure is in the long silence.

The gold in the mute agony.

Humility in the process,

Glory the end result! ….”

—Solitary Prospector

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