In the whisper of twilight, under fading skies,
There’s a warmth in the silence, where my heart lies.
As the colors entwine, painting dreams in the dew,
I find solace in shadows, wrapped in solitude.
I drift like the clouds, through a canvas of blue,
Tracing the outlines of all that I knew.
With each fleeting moment that stirs like a song,
I carry the echoes, though the nights feel long.
The ember of hope glimmers faintly within,
A flicker of laughter, where the journey begins.
In this tranquil expanse, I can breathe and let go,
Finding beauty in stillness, in the horizon’s glow.
Footprints in the sand, they vanish and fade,
But the memories linger, woven into the shade.
Every whisper of wind holds a tale to unfold,
In the dance of the dusk, every secret retold.
So I gather these pieces, worn edges and all,
In the twilight’s embrace, I’ll answer the call.
As the shadows stretch longer, the night starts to show,
I’m anchored in this moment, in the horizon’s glow.
There’s a light in the distance, guiding me home,
Through valleys of silence, I’m never alone.
With each step that I take, I’m learning to flow,
Embracing the journey, in the horizon’s glow.
And though time may slip softly, like grains of bright sand,
I’ll treasure the beauty that I hold in my hand.
For in solitude’s arms, I’ve learned to let go,
Finding peace in the knowing, in the horizon’s glow.
Indie
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