Lifelong Hermitage Denizen Enjoys Spiritual Freedom

Neither encumbered with

material trappings, nor money,

(neither of which I miss)

mine existence approxi-

moxy mates (to me),

the state of psychic,

intrinsic, and bucolic bliss

though far removed

from civilization distant

as thee (myopic) eye can see,

a benevolent, redolent,

and verdant pristine premise

bespoken, expressed, and invoked

to cosmic consciousness, especially

threats (to life and limb

courtesy Homo sapiens),

isolated wilderness

absent villagers tsuris,

this monk thank

fully doth dismiss

homestead of unspoiled habitats

though contact with eldest,

and youngest sis

plus deux darling daughters,

the only people, whose absence

accompanies me to wince

with gentle hug, and air kiss

communing with nature

faintly conjures Swiss
Family Robinson

similarities, though this

subarctic Siberian wilderness

connotes more drastic

(ideal to me) solitude perfect

remote abode tubby remiss,

cuz this loner loathes

to impress others,

who don, and

trumpet an (all self)

important air of priss

see ness, no thank dear reader,

I revel as a misanthrope

glad to isolate myself

breathe deep sigh relief asper,

not being party to hiss

see fit, nor participate in

superficial rituals like...Christmas.