Song of Water

In the twilight of a thousand murmurs,
where the river’s hymn caresses stones,
a melody of silver ripples unfolds,
painting the air with whispers of forgotten dreams.

Beneath the azure veil of a slumbering sky,
the echoes of time weave through clear currents,
serenading the gentle sway of willows,
cradling the moonlit secrets of the ebbing tide.

Come, let us trace the path of the wandering stream,
where each droplet holds a universe untold,
and the song of water calls your name
in the soft embrace of its eternal flow.