"Solitude holds the mirror of our being, reflecting the quiet strength found on the edge of existence."
A ledge of thought cradles the stillness we seek,
Cushions of silence invite us to speak.
Glimmers of light dance on the rugged stone,
In moments of peace, we find we are known.
Soft shadows whisper where the world meets the sky,
Chairs stand like sentinels, watching time fly.
Gentle reflections reveal what lies deep,
In solitude's embrace, our truths we shall keep.
