I am just a creature of one
Tired of being the feature undone.
Send up the signal.
Light the evening sky.
There must be other ones.
Tired of trying to do this alone.
So I try and pick up the phone 

They got us where they want us.
Stuck behind screens 
Caught up in our own lives.
Busy hands tired minds.
Stolen lands took all my finds.
I need to complete the circle.
But so often fail to meet 
And spiral out instead.

And now everything is so fragile.
I will keep doggedly to the wind.
Keep climbing the hill on my own
Plant my flag.
So you might see it.

In the end I just don’t know any other way to be.

But I keep hoping maybe you will find me.