In the whisper of the river, where starlight spills,
The secrets of night's breath unravel, softly.
Close your eyes, let twilight guide the way,
Through constellations woven, a tapestry of dreams.
Reach out with silver fingers brushing nebula's edge,
For in stillness lies the answer, in silence a legacy.
To dance on the trembling surface of cosmic whispers,
Is to understand the language of light, the echo of your soul.
Listen to the riverRepeat, repeat, until the world fades beneath the celestial wave.