Beneath the shimmering sky, where the wild winds roam,
We gather 'round the ember glow, a refuge we call home.
With every crackle, every spark, a memory comes alive,
In the gentle hush of twilight, our heaviness can thrive.
The melody of nature sings a ballad soft and low,
As the flames dance to the rhythm, in the evening's golden glow.
While shadows stretch and mingle with the whispers of the night,
We find our solace in the song, where hearts take flight.
The stories shared in laughter, the secrets softly spun,
Around this sacred fire, where all our fears come undone.
The wind it carries with it, a promise of tomorrow,
As we find warmth in each other, leaving behind our sorrow.
So let the stars bear witness, to the love that fills the air,
Each note and every heartbeat, a tapestry so rare.
As the skies continue twinkling, like diamonds on a veil,
We'll sing of hope and comfort, through the night, we shall prevail.
For in this moment, fleeting, beneath the universe wide,
We hold each other close, and let our spirits glide.
And when the dawn approaches, with its golden, rosy stroke,
We'll carry this sweet harmony, within each word we spoke.
So gather near, my friends, let the campfire light the way,
We'll weave our dreams together, as the stars begin to sway.
In the heart of night’s embrace, we find the solace’s gleam,
And burn the memories softly, like a tender, lasting dream.
Folk
campfire, stars, wind, song, solace