"Solitude often reveals the truths that light cannot touch."
A figure cloaked in white stands still and alone
Against the jagged cliffs where shadows have grown
Each ember flickers bright in the misty embrace
Illuminating paths that no one dares trace
Through rugged canyons where time holds its breath
A realm of the lost dances close to the death
Yet whispers of change in the silence conspire
Awakening dreams from the heart's hidden fire.
