In the hollow whispers of starlit silence,
I wander through the ever-reaching echoes
of forgotten worlds, where dreams dance
on the edge of reality's gentle sigh.
A symphony of soft shadows sings
a lullaby woven from moonbeams,
tracing the silent journeys of sleep,
the secret paths of ethereal whispers.
Does the dreamer dream of dreamers
lost in mirrored labyrinths of light,
where time is but a fleeting wisp
adrift in the cosmic sea of the unknown?
And in this twilight reverie,
the soul finds solace in the fleeting
embrace of moments unmeasured,
infinite, yet bound by the heart's
gentle cadence.
Let us step together, hand in hand,
into the tapestry of night woven
with stars and tales of longing.
Listen to the enchanted secrets
whispered by the dreams.