In contemplation’s depth, I chart my course,
Within the quietude of solitude’s embrace,
No need for explanations to endorse,
The voyage of thought in this sacred space.
Away from life’s cacophony and strife,
In tranquil solitude, my spirit soars,
The world outside, a whirlwind of life,
Within my quietude, my mind explores.
Within academia’s halls, I’ve sought to glean,
The treasures found in scholarly arrays,
Do reasons for this quest I need to glean?
In solitude’s sanctuary, my mind surveys.
In libraries and lecture halls, I’ve strived,
Yet in the hush of solitude, I find grace,
No need for worldly ties, for I’ve contrived,
In solitude, a haven, my soul’s own space.
Do I require reasons for this retreat?
Where contemplations bloom with boundless grace,
To nurture intellect, ideas repeat, In solitude’s expanse,
I’ve found my place.
