In the quiet of solitude, detachment blooms,
A graceful dance, as shadows consume.
Released from binds of worldly strife,
Embracing the essence of a tranquil life.
Like a leaf drifting on the wind's soft breath,
Detachment whispers of liberation from death.
No longer chained to desires' fleeting flight,
In surrender, finding true inner light.
Unfurling petals of detachment's sweet grace,
Embracing impermanence, finding solace in space.
Letting go of attachments, fears unfurl,
In the vast expanse, serenity swirls.
Through detachment's lens, clarity gleams,
In the depths of stillness, dreams become streams.
Flowing freely, unburdened, unbound,
In detachment's embrace, peace is found.
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