In the whisper of the night, shadows dance,
Clouds gather, concealing distant dreams,
The paths ahead, a murmur of chance,
Uncharted waters, silent streams.

Stars falter in their celestial waltz,
Guiding lights masked by the unknown,
A tapestry woven with unseen faults,
Where truth and illusion have grown.

Footsteps echo on the fragile ground,
Each step a question, a silent plea,
Bound by whispers that silently surround,
The heart seeks answers, yearning to be free.

Yet in the chaos, hope softly gleams,
A flicker in the vast cosmic sea,
For within the uncertainty of dreams,
Lies the promise of what may be.