SO(U)LITUDE

Solitude is the only place
Where the soul could fit in, be at ease
In a crowd of believers or non- believers
It may be shouted about
For and against
But forgotten in the din
Or the singularity of the correct self
From which you struggle to differ
Because you know that you are you
And she, she
And that freedom is a question of  options to choose from.

Maybe the 'U' in the bracket, the one that is unseen or absent
Presents itself as that you in whom you partake
Or from which other you diverge, the Absent-presence
In which difference comes forth
And I am 'ensouled', just as you are.

SO (U) LITUDE 

Eenzaamheid is die enigste plek
Wees gemaklik waar die siel kan inpas
In 'n skare gelowiges of nie-gelowiges
Daar kan dalk oor geskree word
Daarvoor en daarteen
Maar vergeet in die din
Of die enkelvoud van die regte self
Waarvan u sukkel om te verskil
Omdat jy weet dat jy jy is
En sy, sy
En dat vryheid 'n kwessie is van opsies om van te kies.

Miskien is die 'U' in die hakie, die een wat nie gesien of afwesig is nie
Bied homself voor soos u in wie u deelneem
Of van watter ander u afwyk, die Afwesige teenwoordigheid
Watter verskil kom na vore
En ek is 'ensouled', net soos jy is.