Soft echoes ripple
through velvet darkness,
breath of the cosmos,
brushing stars like silent secrets.
Ringed moons above keep vigil,
their elder songs entwined
with the whispers of earthbound souls,
weavers of midnight dreams.
Follow the Faun's Path
Across Sea Mirages
In this hushed midnight tapestry,
whispers find form, colors are hushed sonnets
told in the sails of dreaming planets,
illuminated breaths in shadowplay symphonies.
We wander pathless—brought forth
by flickering stardust, anchored
in lunar rhythms, wandering the quiet
in search of sunlit shadows and sounds.