In the stillness of night, a writer finds solace and inspiration. With closed eyes, the mind ascends, exploring boundless skies of creativity and thought. This poem captures the ethereal connection between quiet moments and limitless imagination.
In the quiet night,
I sit and write.
Eyes softly close—
My mind freely flows,
Drifting through endless skies.
Prompt: Write a poem or prose piece that explores how solitude inspires creativity. Focus on the sensations and imagery that arise when the mind drifts freely in moments of quiet reflection.