Whispering waves,
a horizon holds its breath,
waiting for dawn to sing.

Illusions
flicker in twilight's embrace,
shadows dance silently.

A lone star falls,
trailing dreams and echoes,
across the ceiling of the sky.

The Unseen Path
leads where one dares not follow,
tread lightly, or shatter the silence.

Silence breaks with laughter,
echoes of tomorrow's secrets,
twilight listens, an eternal sentinel.