Log 42: Alignment
The crescent shapes
spin like whispers
navigating dusk.
Log 42: Alignment
The crescent shapes
spin like whispers
navigating dusk.
Log 13: Departure
Across the charm of
woven starlight,
unsigned breaths echo.
Log 99: Revelation
Nebulas long forgotten
converse with ghosts
under the eyelids
of eternity.
Log 27: Eclipse
Darkened sages
weave threads of silver
in pockets of dreams.
Log 77: Serenity
The silent wind
stitches stories
into night’s canvas
like tender
verses lost in time.