Simple Life Of Solitude
© Surazeus
2026 06 10

I shall go out to field of tangled briars
to build myself small hut from bones of birds,
and there with brave attention of the wind
begin grand process of devouring myself,
so I may gaze with passion of the oak
at image of my soul in Walden Pond.

Lounging on front porch of the small wood cabin,
which they erected beside Walden Pond,
Henry Thoreau and his walking companion,
William Channing, sip hot herbal tisanes
that they brew from pine needles and mint,
and chat about philosophy of life.

Because the complex rituals of our lives
are frittered away by involved details
that lure our progress into labyrinths
of trivial necessity through care,
we must eradicate tangled obligations
and simplify slate of our daily tasks.

If one man who follows preordained paths,
assigned by social duty of his state,
cannot keep strict pace with his companions,
perhaps he hears beat of another drummer,
so let him step to music which he hears
however boldly measured or far away.

Thus I proceed with confidence of faith
in clear direction of my secret dreams
to live this simple life of solitude
that I imagine while I ponder fate,
for the great characteristic of wisdom
is to abstain from doing desperate things.

When I observe human society
I see thousands hacking at branches of evil,
while one who sees what he is looking for
strikes at deep roots of selfish greed and hate
that foments strife through jealousy and fear
with action that obstructs destructive deeds.

However mean and poor your life may seem,
meet circumstance with passion of respect,
and do not shun its most difficult events,
for fault-finders find fear in paradise
while thrill-seekers find elation in hell,
for it is better to serve than to reign.

When dawn gleams gold on sheen of Walden Pond,
Henry and William eat sweet hasty-pudding
of cornmeal, molasses, ginger, and milk,
then set out down the signless road of hope
on yet another vigorous walk-and-talk
with goal to climb rugged Mount Monadnock.

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Orpheus joins Thoreau and Channing on their walk-and-talk along the beach of Cape Cod where they watch angels and devils battle for human souls.

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