vegalatoya+Followmy solitude is a garden: walking with AdonisThere are days when solitude feels like exile — dry, endless, almost unbearable. And then there are days when I read Adonis, and I remember: solitude can also bloom. In his poems, exile isn’t just pain. It’s fire, it’s flight, it’s a decision to grow something beautiful in the middle of ruin. He writes, “My solitude is a garden where my soul walks in silence.” It’s not the kind of loneliness that crushes you. It’s the kind that transforms — that burns away the old world to make space for a new one. Reading him, I stopped fearing the silence. I started planting things in it. #Entertainment #Books #LonelyReads #Adonis10Share