Solitude

In quiet halls where echoes ring,
Solitude feels everything.
A silent friend, it walks beside,
Where secret thoughts and dreams reside.

The world grows hushed, the night expands,
Peace unfolds in gentle hands.
In solitude, the mind takes flight,
Finding stars within the night.

No clamor here, nor pressing crowd,
Just solace wrapped in silence proud.
A single voice, a steady beat,
Calms the heart with each repeat.

Cherish moments spent alone,
In stillness, seeds of self are sown.
From solitude, new strength is born,
To greet the world when comes the morn.