Solitude has become the peace that never ceases From a polymath driven by a thousand ideas In an immense universe, I am dancing dust Soliloquy in winds of abundance In a world that I know doesn't know 10 percent of what it is, this saddens me In the cold crack of the gray asphalt An insistent sunflower is born screaming Yellow garden, it grows wherever it is Yellow overflows with resistance in color A thin line between loneliness and solitude Shows the world what it is to have attitude! I look at the sky and see my smallness Greatness silences me and causes intoxication Details, simplicity, connection The place felt with the heart is a desert And even when everything seems to crumble Yellow reminds me that I can resist In the simple crack of the cold concrete Life emerges where there was only burden A yellow garden, it grows wherever it may be Yellow overflows with resistance in color A thin line between loneliness and solitude It shows the world what it means to have attitude! I am soliloquy, in the world I create In the chaos of the universe, I hear sighs From the Sun that proves we are not alone And from a sunflower speaking Louder than a thousand voices!