In the quiet of the night, he wanders,
A man with dreams stitched into his soul,
Through paths where whispers softly echo,
Where shadows dance beneath the moon’s gentle glow.

His eyes, like stars, hold stories untold,
Of battles fought and victories claimed,
Yet in his heart, a gentle kindness,
A tenderness that time cannot tame.

He carries the weight of unspoken hopes,
In footsteps that trace the earth’s embrace,
With every stride, he seeks the horizon,
Where dawn and dusk in harmony grace.

In the silence, he finds his solace,
A seeker of truths, a dreamer bold,
A man whose journey is neverending,
Through dreams and shadows, his tale unfolds.