Armadillo
In solitude, like armadillo's grace,
I find solace, a tranquil space.
Isolating, but not lost or alone,
Embracing quietude, my heart is my throne.
A loner's path, a chosen way,
The armor shields me from dismay.
In stillness, I thrive and grow,
An armadillo's spirit, I bestow.
I find solace, a tranquil space.
Isolating, but not lost or alone,
Embracing quietude, my heart is my throne.
A loner's path, a chosen way,
The armor shields me from dismay.
In stillness, I thrive and grow,
An armadillo's spirit, I bestow.