In the quiet, where shadows gently brood,
There's solace in solitude.
A whispered hush, a calm embrace,
Where thoughts can drift and dreams find space.

Alone, not lonely, free to mend,
To listen where the heart might send
Its echoes soft, its quiet song,
In solitude, where we belong.

No clamor of the world outside,
Just stillness where the soul can bide,
In silence, wisdom often stewed,
There's solace in solitude.

© Ravi Pradhan