In the quiet of the night, thoughts gently unfold,
Like whispers in the wind, stories left untold.
They dance upon the edges of a restless soul,
Guiding hearts and minds towards a distant goal.
Through the shadows of doubt, they softly tread,
Illuminating paths where hope may tread.
Each thought a beacon, shining bright,
In the vast expanse of the silent night.
They weave a tapestry of dreams and fears,
Painting memories of laughter and tears.
In the quiet moments, they find their voice,
Echoing the choices, the journey, the rejoice.
Embrace these thoughts, both wild and tame,
For within their depths lies life’s eternal flame.
A symphony of whispers, a journey through the mind,
In the world of thoughts, endless treasures we find.