In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where stars align in silent flight,
Our paths are woven, thread by thread,
By unseen hands, our fates are led.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
We chase dreams beneath the sky,
Unraveling secrets, one by one,
Until our destined course is run.

In every breath, in every sigh,
Destiny’s call we can’t deny,
For in the heart of time’s vast sea,
Our journeys’ end is meant to be.

So let us walk with hope and grace,
Embrace the future we must face,
For in the tapestry of fate,
Our destiny awaits, innate.