thoughts on solitude

To be so alone that you are without sorrow
To be so alone, that there is one and no other
To be so alone, that you are one, with no other
Is this the meaning?
If all you know is yourself, then you are one, and whole
Like a snowflake in a landscape of snow, you are not the snow
You’re the snowflake that makes the landscape of snow
To be so alone, that you are one, with no other