Beneath the stars, in night’s embrace,
Whispers drift upon a velvet trace.
In silken tread, the shadows play,
And crickets sing what dreams convey.
O river of thought, so deep and wide,
Carry the thoughts I dare not hide.
Lull me with your gentle flow,
Through tranquil depths where wisdom grows.
The moon, a watchful guardian bright,
Casts silver chains that bind the night.
In her glow, my heart takes flight,
A wanderer lost in the sea of light.
Will you stay, as stars align,
In the quiet of this endless shrine?
Let us weave a story soft and sweet,
A tapestry where silence meets.
Soft Whisper - a tale woven from the mists of memory.
Echoes of Silence - reflections that linger long after the noise has faded.