In the stillness of a midnight’s breath,
Where shadows dance with silent grace,
Lies the depth of life’s intricate weave,
A tapestry of sorrow, joy, and space.

Beneath the surface of a placid facade,
Currents of thoughts flow deep and wide,
Whispering tales of dreams long lost,
And aspirations that in shadows hide.

The heart, a vessel of unspoken truths,
Beats with the rhythm of the unseen,
Navigating through the storm’s embrace,
Seeking light in places serene.

In every echo of the silent night,
Resides a story, profound and vast,
A reminder that in the depth of life,
Each moment is a shadow cast.