The moon hums in silence,
weaving light into shadows,
fabric of dusk, yet never woven.

Count the stars on shadows' edge,
where the lingering presences
whisper secrets of untold dreams.

In the phosphorescent glow,
find the pieces of a puzzle
long forgotten in the sands of night.

Unravel the woven whispers,
stitch the seams of light,
where every shadow is a spark.