Close your eyes, gentle wanderer, and let the moon's mist fill your dreams. The skies need not your doubt, for they have long held secrets deeper than the ocean itself.
Listen, and listen well. The stars weave tales of where you've been and where you ought to go not by footsteps, but by shadowed paths you've yet to tread.
Oh, but linger a little longer, and allow these words to wrap around you like the tender arms of night. Sail on the honeyed horizon and drown in the velvet silence.
Trust in the lullaby that beckons you. Let it unlock the doors of your mind, opening to rooms adorned with twilight dreams and flickering hopes.
Should you wake, remember the tune that played under an unseen hand, or perhaps it was your own, dancing in echoes of moonlight.
Find solace in the valley, or perhaps in the forest, where the night sings louder.