In the quiet of the night I stand,
Where shadows dance on barren land.
The stars above whisper low,
Secrets only the lonely know.
The moon bathes me in silver light,
A gentle touch in the endless night.
Winds carry echoes of forgotten dreams,
In solitude, nothing is as it seems.
The world sleeps, yet I remain,
Wrapped in the silence, free from pain.
Thoughts wander through the endless skies,
Finding peace where the heart lies.
In solitude, I find my space,
A tranquil, untouched, sacred place.
Here, the soul learns to be free,
Alone, but complete, just being me.