Across the vast, where whispers bend,
luminescent dreams on silver threads.
Floating, gliding—chasing echoes in the dawn’s embrace,
to realms where time itself transcends.
Beyond the curve of antiquity’s gaze,
a shore of stars in sapphire haze.
Breathless, we stand; we silently ponder a tale and another—
like silent verses of a long-forgotten rhyme.
The waves of light caress the night,
their soft embrace, a gentle fight.
Touch the whisper, feel the glow,
for life’s eternal dance is all we know.