"Solitude reveals the hidden depths of connection, where even the fog speaks to the heart's quiet yearnings."
Still waters cradle the weight of the morn
Veils of fog shroud what the heart has torn
Gnarled trees stand as witnesses to the ache
While silence lingers where bright dreams forsake
Soft hues embrace the edge of the unknown
In shadows of solace, true selves are shown
As light dances timid in twilight's soft grasp
We find our truths held tenderly in the clasp
