Solace
There lies a quiet, unseen grace
A haven found in time’s embrace
The world’s clamor fades to naught
In solitude, where peace is sought
Here, the heart’s unspoken prayer
Finds its voice in the open air
No need for words, no need for sound
Just solemn stillness, whole and profound
For solace is not bound by place
But found within, a sacred space
A quiet strength, a healing art
The gentle comfort of a weary heart
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