An Ode to Solitude

Solitude, it were the crumbling nights of free fall when you had embraced me, 

And I saw beauty in the dark. 

Solitude, it were the restless half-dreams of a trust-less world 

Through which you had lulled me to sleep, 

And I found a friend in me. 

Solitude, have you traversed the ages to visit me again? 

Come, here I open my arms!

Originally published on Medium.