In the quiet corners of solitude,
Where echoes fade and silence grows,
The heart finds its own gentle beat,
In the embrace of whispered shadows.

Beyond the reach of bustling crowds,
Where thoughts untangle, free and wide,
The soul discovers its hidden depth,
In the calm where secrets hide.

Isolation weaves a tapestry,
Of dreams and musings intertwined,
A sanctuary for the weary mind,
In the stillness, peace is defined.

Through the lens of solitude’s gaze,
The world reveals its softer hues,
In the dance of light and shadow’s play,
Isolation becomes a muse.