Starlit Dreams

Beneath the velvety canopy of night, where shimmering jewels attend the silent stage of heaven,
blooms a melody unheard—A symphony scoped by stars upon a canvas of infinite dusk.
Each note drifts like a glistening tear from celestial eyes, cascading across the darkened sea of eternity,
weaving whispers into a tapestry of piercing silence.

Souls sailing on faint moonlight wings bear witness to this orchestration of void and vigour,
for the maestro is the wind, and the instruments are the lonesome echoes of dreaming hearts.
Eager strikes of brilliance paint arcs of forgotten lore,
composing songs that none but silence shall serenade.

Should you dare to dance among nebulae and listen deep,
the symphonies hidden shall unfurl in all their quiet magic.

Chase the Echoes
Echo Without