In the silence of solitude, where shadows whisper,
The heart finds its echo in the stillness of night,
A solitary star shines with a distant shimmer,
Guiding the soul through the absence of light.

In the quiet moments, where thoughts grow deeper,
A river of memories flows without end,
Each ripple a story, each wave a keeper,
Of dreams and whispers, of foe and friend.

The moon’s soft glow, a gentle reminder,
That even alone, we are part of the whole,
In every breath, in every slumber,
Lies the essence of an eternal soul.

Through the empty halls of a silent heart,
Echoes of laughter and tears remain,
Alone yet surrounded, together yet apart,
In solitude’s embrace, we find our name.