ISABEL NEE

I have been one acquainted with the light.
When I wander, I do not walk alone
Even in the deepest depths of the night.

I do not need company but for my own.
I exalt in walking down a fractured street
That’s rife with seeds last spring has sown.

And should a passerby I never meet,
Then in the solitude I will not pine
For my happiness shall be complete.

I do not like a road covered in civil signs,
I prefer the spires of nature to be my only sight
As I wander down the paths of crooked lines,

Here my mind can soar to its fullest height;
I have been one acquainted with the light.

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Imitation of Robert Frost’s “Acquainted with the Night”