being alone...

so what 

if i was there 

all alone 

being alone

sometimes

is a panacea for incertitude 

i agree 

that my mind did cloud

for a while

as i contested 

an upsurge of emotional paroxysm 

that almost choked me 

of course 

it rained

but then

i saw a rainbow 

iridescent with coherence

a rainbow

of myriad manifestations 

bridging 

thoughts and action 

i felt 

irrationality

give way to 

reconciliation of mind and matter 

i registered the correlation 

between longing and belonging 

i was

till then a -  doer

and thereafter

i became a - deed 

being alone

sometimes

is a panacea for incertitude