Within the core of a whispered dream,
Lies the spark of life’s endless stream.
Through shadows and light, it finds its way,
A beacon in the night, guiding the day.

The pulse of the earth, a rhythm divine,
In every breath, in every sign.
From the sun’s embrace to the moon’s soft glow,
Energy flows, as above, so below.

In the heart of storms, in the calm of seas,
It whispers secrets carried by the breeze.
A force unseen, yet felt so deep,
In every heartbeat, in every leap.

Through the veins of time, it courses free,
An eternal dance of mystery.
Binding all in its gentle hold,
The story of energy, timelessly told.