PEOPLE who complain of loneliness must have lost something,
lost some living connection with the cosmos, out of themselves,
lost their life-flow
like a plant whose roots are cut.
And they are crying like plants whose roots are cut.
But the presence of other people will not give them new rooted connection
it will only make them forget.
The thing to do is in solitude slowly and painfully put forth
new roots
into the unknown, and take root by oneself.