He lived, he died, he sung, in solitude.

From Alastor; or, The Spirit of Solitude by Percy Bysshe Shelley

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45113/alastor-or-the-spirit-of-solitude

[Helen Jane]

What a long poem - sorry I don't have time to read it. There's quite a sad feeling to theis image somehow with that lonely duck making its way across the vast expanse of water (or so it seems).

[CristinaL]

@helenhall Thank you, Helen. That is exactly the mood, emotion, sense I was trying to capture. It is a long poem about a solitary pursuit to reconcile one’s idealism with reality. Not necessarily a sad poem, but definitely a melancholy one.