Ephemeral Glow

Beneath a sky shrouded in eclipse,
I find myself yearning for whispers
of forgotten realms beyond the veil.

Shadows of dreams surge and recede,
murmuring secrets of an ancient
tapestry woven from luminous echoes.

"Ah," I whisper to the silent moon,
"guide me beyond these temporal shores."
For in the hazy distance stands
the rendezvous of infinity with itself.