Alone I sit, in silence deep and still,
Where thoughts arise from shadowed
depths beneath.
With every breath, ecstasy takes flight,
Within the realm of heart, it finds its strength.
Terrifying, the power they possess,
Within these thoughts, vast stories do unfold,
Of life's realities and mysteries.
In solitude's embrace, the Divine I find.
No armies march, no battles rage within,
Yet in my mind, peace and serenity reign.
A symphony of hope, clarity, and light,
Spins threads of spirituality inside.
Amidst this swirling dance, a quiet lies,
A calm that dwells within, serene and pure.
For in the heart of solitude, there rests,
A guide that leads through chaos, steady, sure.
Alone I sit, yet feel no trace of fear,
For in this stillness, true serenity blooms.
MyKoul
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