The gift of isolation is a window into the soul.
There you find question you’ve never ventured asking.
Answers you’ve never attempted to conclude.
Beginnings you’ve never expected, nor endings you’ll never spun.
When we are devoid of noise, it’s then we begin to make sense of what we hear, and see them for what they should be.
Isolation can be a prison, but if you let it be something else, it can be turned a gift.