In the hush of the night, I wander alone,
With the earth beneath my feet, feeling so far from home.
Whispers in the breeze, they carry my name,
As I trace the paths of memories, both sweet and filled with pain.
Where the wildflowers grow, and the rivers run deep,
I gather the stories that the ancients keep.
In the silence I find, echoes of laughter that play,
With the stars as my guide, I’m never led astray.
Chasing shadows of time, where the moonlight paints dreams,
Every glance back reminds me, nothing's quite what it seems.
Through the valleys and hills, I’ve wandered so long,
Collecting the moments, where the heart learns the song.
So I breathe in the night, let the cool air embrace,
Each star a reflection of a love I can trace.
As I walk through the past, with the breeze by my side,
I’m weaving the tapestry of the life I abide.
For the earth speaks in riddles, with secrets to share,
And the stars hold the stories that float on the air.
Though I wander, I know, that in the shadows I roam,
It’s the memories that guide me, forever leading me home.
With each step that I take, under skies deep and bright,
I’ll carry the warmth of yesterday’s light.
As I follow the path back to where it all starts,
I know I’ll find solace, beneath the glow of the stars.
Folk
earth, stars, wandering, memories, breeze