Liveliness In Solitude.

Singing through the day
 in a wild forest
 where no one could hear
 singing with a full throat
 loud and in full strength
walked through the interiors
 between the huge trees
 treading on the layers
 covered with leaves and twigs
 all lay dry up there
 a lovely time spent with ease
as none was there to watch
 none was there to hear
 none was there to gossip
 a pure liveliness in solitude