In the quiet of the night, whispers begin to rise, Questions without answers, beneath the moonlit skies. Thoughts like shadows…
In the velvet cloak of night, stars softly gleam, Casting silver whispers across the dreaming land. The moon, a watchful…
In the quiet of the night, her gentle light unfolds, A guiding star in darkness, a warmth that never grows…
In the quiet dawn, the body speaks, Whispering tales of strength and grace, With every breath, the spirit seeks, A…
In the gentle glow of morning light, Awakens the earth with colors bright, Beneath the whispers of a sacred dawn,…
In the stillness of the morning light, A gentle whisper breaks the night, The breath of dawn begins its flight,…