The Fable of the Sky

Beneath the solemn arc that tethers the earth to eternity,
lay our footprints on an alien shore—echoes subdued,
intermingled with whispers of stars unwritten.

"Is the sky an expanse or a cage?" questioned the voyager,
whose thoughts soared higher than flight could dare.

And thus answered the wind, gently brushing through reeds,
"To wander is to unfurl the tapestry woven by invisible hands,
a pilgrimage not in path but in understanding."

The voyager paused, absorbing the fleeting shadows that danced
in twilight's embrace, each a transient witness to the unfathomable.
In those reflections, there unveiled the fables of once forgotten skies.