In the gentle hush of twilight’s embrace,
Where shadows dance in silent grace,
A heart finds peace in solitude’s arms,
Away from the world’s bustling charms.

The stars above, in a silent choir,
Whisper secrets of a soul’s desire,
In the stillness, a mind does roam,
Finding solace in being alone.

Through the woods where silence reigns,
And whispers float on gentle strains,
The heart hears what the world ignores,
In solitude, it freely soars.

Beneath the moon’s soft, silver light,
Alone, yet feeling truly right,
The soul unwinds, in quietude,
Embracing the gift of solitude.