Melodies of forgotten beasts murmur softly
Beneath the stardust waltzline.
In verses carved by unseen hands,
Lies a home for spirits unmoored.
Follow the whispers through silver veils,
Where daylight frolics in shadowed tales.
Did you hear the crickets sing of never?
Their hymns cling to breezes that never rise.
Down wandering mindpaths, you'll find
A riddle vrace-kissed in echoed sighs.