In the silent whispers of the night,
Fate dances with a gentle grace.
Invisible threads weave paths so bright,
Guiding souls through time and space.
Stars align in a cosmic ballet,
Each step a preordained move.
Hearts are bound in fateful array,
In destiny’s embrace, they find their groove.
Choices made, yet paths are drawn,
By unseen hands that guide our way.
From dusk till the break of dawn,
Fate’s hand is in each passing day.
Embrace the journey, trust the ride,
For fate’s design is ever true.
In its weave, we find our stride,
And destinies are born anew.