In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly tread,
I find a tranquil peace, in the silence of my head.
Alone, yet not lonely, in this sacred space,
The world fades away, and I find my own pace.

The stars whisper secrets, in a language of the skies,
A symphony of solitude, unseen by human eyes.
Each breath a gentle echo, in the stillness of the air,
In the embrace of solitude, I find comfort there.

No voices to disturb, no expectations to fulfill,
Just the soft hum of existence, and the quiet of the will.
In this solitude, I wander, in thoughts both deep and free,
A journey through the self, a path to truly see.

When the world feels heavy, and the noise is too much,
I retreat to this haven, where solitude is such.
Here I am whole, in the stillness I am shown,
That in being alone, I am never truly alone.