In the quiet corners of the night,
Where dreams and reality softly blend,
The soul awakens, taking flight,
To realms where time has no end.
With whispers of forgotten lore,
It dances through the ancient trees,
Seeking truths on distant shores,
Carried by the evening breeze.
A beacon in the darkest hours,
Guiding hearts with gentle light,
The soul, a bloom of unseen flowers,
Shines through the deepest night.
Forever bound, yet always free,
Through life’s eternal, winding scroll,
It sings of love and mystery,
The timeless journey of the soul.