In the sprawling canvas of night, the void whispers verses
Colors bleed into shadows, painting symbiotic ghosts
Seek solace in the unseen—the eye of the nocturnal sea
Question the silence:
Within the echoes lies a melody, hauntingly gentle
Stars converse in dialects made of stardust
Time, a trickster—shifts between the anticipated and the forgotten
Like dreams that dance on the periphery of thought,
Revel in contradictions, where the universe breathes
A luminous guardian of the obsidian sky
Beneath the Surface awaits
Will you trust the night to illuminate your path?
Traverse through Clouds Beyond and the phantom remains of dawn