Beneath the moon's gentle glow
where stars weave tales of forgotten song,
the wind carries secrets
too tender for mortal ears,
stitched in silver threads of night.
Listen closely and you might hear
the echoes of a time unspoken,
harmonies that dance
upon the edge of silence,
waiting for hearts to awaken.
A lullaby of whispers,
an ode to the unseen
paths the soul must wander,
guided only by the
light of intuition and dreams.
Whisper...
to the winds,
your wishes, your fears
let them sail free,
entwined with the
secret melodies of time.