In the quiet depths where shadows play,
The soul wanders silently in its search,
Through paths unknown, both night and day,
Seeking the light where truths emerge.
A whisper in the breeze, a gentle call,
Guides the spirit through turbulent seas,
Amidst the rise and inevitable fall,
It finds solace in the rustling trees.
Boundless as the sky, yet anchored deep,
The soul dances with the flickering stars,
In dreams where waking worlds drift asleep,
It discovers peace beyond all scars.
Through the veils of time, it journeys still,
With each heartbeat, a story unfolds,
In the quiet embrace of the nightâs chill,
The soul’s purpose, tenderly it holds.