In silence they speak, the untold chords of the night—
A symphony brewing in the depths of a wishing heart,
Cascading over the rim of dreams spilled across the stars,
Their whispers touch the edge of consciousness.
Dancing like the shadows in a candle's glow,
Brushed lightly by the hand of time, unfurling in loops and sways,
A tender melody socketed in celestial ether—
Boundaries blurred, the dreams interlace with the waking world.
In this dreamt web, I find company with the wise stars—
They sing of journeys unwritten, but known and revered,
Offering sockets at the gates of each dawn, awaiting the morning's blossom,
A gentle invitation to dance amidst time's ocean.
The breeze hums a forgotten tune.