In the midst of whispering trees,
I wander through shadows deep,
Searching for a path unseen,
Where dreams and reality meet.
The stars above, a silent guide,
Yet my heart beats with unease,
Lost in a labyrinth of thoughts,
Seeking solace among the leaves.
Echoes of forgotten tales
Dance upon the midnight breeze,
As I stumble over hidden trails,
Yearning for the light to seize.
Though the world around me spins,
Hope flickers like a distant flame,
For even in the darkest night,
The dawn will come to call my name.