Solitude, My Inner Kingdom
"Solitude, My Inner Kingdom"
From life's dawn, my steps chose desolate paths,
Far from others' merry dance beneath the sun.
Laughter in the distance, and I - a silent melody,
Begun by no one, a solitary symphony.
The brook's murmur spoke in unknown tongues,
Others heard only water flowing gently downstream.
In rustling leaves, I discovered cryptic symphonies,
An inner world, accessible only to me.
The tempest's roar, to them - a fearsome sound,
To me - a chorus of the soul's deep struggle.
In solitude, rich truths took shape,
A canvas painted in the darkest night.
I walked through life as through a hall of mirrors,
Each reflection - a new facet of the self.
Shadow and light, lessons about my being,
Revelations from depths, unknown to others.
Solitude - a secret garden of blooming thoughts,
Colors unseen, ideas untouched by others.
Silence - a seed in imagination's fertile soil,
Growing dreams and hopes in complete isolation.
In the kingdom of loneliness, king, counselor, and subject,
I built castles from dreams, bridges over fears.
The heavy cloak of isolation, sometimes oppressive,
But in it, strength was woven, dream wings forged.
The solitary journey, not punishment, but precious gift,
Adventure in consciousness' depths, self-discovery.
Each step - victory over imposed limits,
Each thought - a new peak of self-knowledge.
Loneliness - a palace of infinite knowledge,
Its rooms - new perspectives on the world.
The windows - openings to the infinite within me,
Where thought's echo meets the universe's whisper.
In this profound solitude, I find connection,
With existence's essence, far from the world's noise.
Alone, but never isolated from true being,
In the inner kingdom, where the soul is always home.
Copyright ©
Dan Enache
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