In the quietest corners
the shadows hum a tune.
Soft, like the sigh of stars.
A melody woven in twilight.
Listen.
They speak in fragments,
whispers lost to winds
that cradle the somnolent.
And the void, it breathes,
a lullaby of silence
where dreams dare to wander
without a trace.
Boundless, the echoes
of a world unseen
linger in the dusk,
forever calling.