In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with gentle grace,
We ponder on the nature of our plight,
Seeking truth in this endless race.

The stars above, eternal and bright,
Reflect our dreams and fleeting fears,
We search for light in the darkest night,
Through the passage of countless years.

Life’s questions weave a tapestry vast,
Threads of joy, sorrow, and wonder,
Each moment fleeting, never meant to last,
Yet every heartbeat pulls us under.

So we walk the path, both lost and found,
In the search for meaning, deep and wide,
With every step, on sacred ground,
Embracing the mystery by our side.