In the quiet hush of night’s embrace,
Where shadows dance in softest grace,
A solitude, a silent space,
Reveals the beauty of loneliness.
In whispered winds and moon’s soft light,
The heart finds peace in still midnight,
A canvas pure, a world so bright,
In solitude, the soul finds rest.
The mind, unburdened, starts to roam,
Through corridors of thoughts alone,
Uncovering dreams, like seeds sown,
In the fertile ground of loneliness.
A symphony of self, so sweet,
In solitude, two hands will meet,
The heart and mind in rhythm beat,
Creating melodies of peace.
A wilderness, serene and wide,
Where one can walk, unbound, untied,
And find the truths that softly hide,
In the gentle arms of loneliness.
Strength is forged in quiet calm,
A fortress built in self’s own palm,
When storms arise, no need for qualm,
For solitude has taught us well.
In melancholy’s tender touch,
A bittersweet, yet healing clutch,
We find connection means so much,
In the shared embrace of loneliness.
So cherish these, the silent nights,
Where stars and thoughts take graceful flights,
And in yourself, find all the lights,
That guide you through the dark and still.
For in the beauty of alone,
The deepest truths of self are known,
And in this place, the soul has grown,
To love itself, complete and whole.
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