"Solitude in the midst of arrivals reveals the quiet strength found in every journey's pause."
Silvery circles spin but hold no weight,
Journey's end waits while shadows contemplate.
Alone in the hum of a brightened hall,
An echo of hope in the silence's thrall.
Metallic frames devoid of heart or cheer,
Yet stories linger where strangers appear.
In the stillness of comings and partings,
Truths unfold softly as life keeps departing.