In solitude's embrace, I find my peace,
A gentle balm for wounds that never cease.
Alone, yet not abandoned or forlorn,
A symphony of thoughts in quiet morn.
The world outside may rush and spin,
But here, a tranquil space to look within.
Embracing solitude, a cherished friend,
A journey to the self with no clear end.
The whispers of the trees, a soothing song,
As daylight's tender fingers stretch along.
No need to mask emotions, play a role,
In solitude, I'm free to be whole.
The canvas of the mind becomes my art,
A realm where passions flow and slowly start
To weave a tapestry of dreams and thought,
Unburdened by the chains that world has wrought.
So let the bustling world continue on,
While I, in solitude, am never gone.
A sanctuary for my heart and mind,
In solitude's embrace, true solace find.