In the deep quietude where thoughts whisper loud,
I found solace in my solitude, wrapped in a solitude shroud.
Alone, not lonely, in the vast expanse of my own mind,
A place of introspection, where peace is not hard to find.
Amidst the cacophony of the world's relentless din,
Solitude's embrace feels like a second skin.
A place to breathe, to be, to mend,
In solitude, I find a beginning, not an end.