In the endless repeat of shadows' dance,
beneath the hushed silvers of the slumbering sun,
echoes of whispered dreams weave through
the cracks of the wooden silence.

Tonight, the stars hum a forgotten hymn,
a lullaby of ethereal wings and
the bittersweet murmurs of time's embrace.

Sit beside me, where the night breathes
and let me tell you of places unseen,
where light and void converge on the horizon
of the soul's canvas.

^-^ What once was yonder now is naught but whispers in the tapestry of dreams.