Wrapped in the embrace of dusk,
where stars whisper secrets to the moonlit sea.
A tapestry of thoughts sings through veils of night,
weaving silk into the forgotten lullabies of celestial realms.
Listen, dear traveler, to the serenade of the cosmos;
its notes, like stardust, rain upon your ether.
Here, amidst the shadows of the lyre,
a constellation dances with your dreams.
Step lightly on the dew-kissed dreams of Aeolus,
and listen to the breeze as it hums an ancient tune; reaching beyond
the shores of consciousness into the delicate tapestry of eternities past.
Traverse the astral river, glowing with the embers of a thousand
maddeningly beautiful reflections of yore.
For in this nocturne, lies your ephemeral truth.