In the shadows of the briar thicket,
Where whispers weave through tangled vines,
I walk the path of a twilight hymn,
With echoes of a love that shines.
The ember glow of the fading sky,
Bathes the world in a gentle grace,
While the hollow steps of my wandering heart,
Leave traces in this quiet place.
The moon is rising, a silver glance,
Guiding my soul through the restless night,
The fading breeze carries tales untold,
Of dreams that dance in the pale moonlight.
With every rustle, there’s a secret shared,
A story spun from starlit threads,
In the thicket’s embrace I find my peace,
Where the heartache fades and hope is fed.
Each turn of the path brings a memory close,
Of laughter lost to the winds of time,
Yet in this moment, beneath the trees,
I feel your spirit with me, sublime.
The fragrance of the night entreats,
As fireflies pen their shimmering art,
In the silence, I can hear your name,
A haunting note within my heart.
As dawn approaches, the night withdraws,
But shadows linger in the morning hue,
In the tender light of breaking day,
I carry forth what I hold true.
The briar thicket shelters dreams anew,
A sanctuary where the wild things roam,
And though our journey leads us apart,
In every heart, you’ll find your home.
Folk
Briar thicket, ember glow, twilight hymn, hollow steps, fading breeze
Folk
Briar thicket, ember glow, twilight hymn, hollow steps, fading breeze