Beyond the whispering beams of sunrise,
a world wades forward, threadbare and transparent.
Shadows of thoughts cast upon dew-sweet pastures,
flickering like the chrysalis of early dawn.
Navigate your soul amidst the lost tides,
where every wistful dream echoes its drift,
caught in the web of seamlessly woven time —
a place where sunlight takes a solemn vow with shadow.
Render the silence into strokes of purpose,
as we ponder the fleeting taste of existence,
alongside mirages of laughter and tears,
embers lost, stranded, majestic, sublime.
Wande'r deeper, and please take heed—
unknown celestial pathways await your kismet,
woven quietly with strands of ethereal haze.
Follow them to their crescendos, or retreat to the silent arcs.