In the twilight’s gentle hold,
Where whispers weave the tales of old,
Fluttering harps in a silken embrace,
Awake the dreams of a forgotten place.
Noble orchestration sings the night,
Through the shadows, bringing light,
With sweeping strings that elegantly soar,
Opening wide the heart’s hidden door.
Divine tones dance on the air,
Each note a prayer, tender and rare,
Serene movement, like a breeze at dawn,
Guides the soul till the worries are gone.
In every pulse, a graceful sigh,
Moments cherished, as time drifts by,
The music swells and hearts align,
Lost in a reverie so divine.
Let the echoes carry us high,
Across the heavens, through the sky,
In harmony, we find our way,
Through timeless echoes, into the day.
So hold this song within your heart,
A melody that shall not part,
For in each note, a light shall gleam,
And love will reign, a sacred dream.
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