In Solitude…
Days of pleasure and days of pain
and experience I gain,
are treasures I cherish,
to ponder in solitude.
Reasons and explanations,
about life I lead, are mine to explore.
Why should I make it known?
It is for me to ponder over in solitude.
Answers remain hidden,
questions explode.
One corner of my mind remain occupied,
to ponder over in solitude.
Whirlpool of my thoughts suck me in,
pulling me in its vortex,
To debate and ponder in solitude.
I rest there.
Sonali Dalal Photography 
The picture is extremely refined, and I would say the poem fills up the negative space. I must say your poem moves me a lot.
Thank you 😊
Such delicacy in both your photography and your beautiful mind.
Thank you Paula 🙏
Beautiful image, and I very much understand your words.
Thank you 🙏