In the silence of the night, I wander,
Through paths where echoes softly fade,
The stars above seem distant, colder,
In this vast world, alone, I wade.

Beneath the weight of endless skies,
I search for warmth, for whispered ties,
But shadows stretch and softly sigh,
In solitude, my spirit lies.

The moonlight casts a gentle hue,
Yet fails to light the path anew,
In the depths of my silent view,
I long for dreams, for something true.

Yet in this stillness, I must find,
A spark of hope, to ease my mind,
For though I’m lost, and though I’m blind,
In the heart’s echo, peace I’ll bind.