In the stillness of the night, they glide, Wings of light in ethereal flight, Guardians of the realms unseen, Angels…
In twilight’s gentle embrace, they roam, Through meadows kissed by lunar light. Their hooves, like whispers, touch the loam, Guardians…
Upon the vast expanse they glide, Ethereal whispers in the sky, With grace they dance, and gently hide, The secrets…
In the sky they float, in whispers they speak, The dreams of yesteryears, the hopes we seek. Soft and gentle,…