In the quiet of the night, thoughts softly creep,
Dancing shadows in the corners of my mind,
Whispers linger where the heartbeats leap,
In silence, a universe I find.

Echoes of dreams and forgotten tales,
Weaving patterns in the stillness of time,
A gentle breeze on memory’s sails,
Guiding me through an endless rhyme.

Questions rise like the morning sun,
Illuminating paths yet to unfold,
In the realm where all journeys are begun,
Stories untold, waiting to be told.

In the mirror of my soul, reflections dance,
Each thought a star in the vast night sky,
A symphony of moments, given a chance,
To whisper truths as the world drifts by.