He is alone along the face

below the crest of the ridge

breaking fast on the sweet green

shoots and flowering plants

in the shade of the rock face

He is not lonely, simply solitary

Older and more experienced

perhaps set in habits learned

he seeks solitude maybe preparing

for mating season to come

Whatever his reason, he is content

finding shade for the morning

concealing after the meal,

of only the best succulents

he is alone, though not lonely

I wonder what he thinks

what wisdom gained

that he may share when

he rejoins the herd

ending his solitude