In the whispering woods of time,
Where sweeping tones softly chime,
Lies a melody, tender and bright,
Cascading like waves in the moon’s gentle light.
Through shadows that dance on the breeze,
Invoking the dreams of the trees,
Divine crescendos in rich, vibrant hues,
Awake in the hearts of the evening’s muse.
With every note, a tranquil fugue,
Serenades woven in twilight’s groove,
A flowing rhythm, so pure and true,
Draws forth the stars, each shimmering hue.
In the stillness, celestial echoes soar,
Whispers of angels forevermore,
Radiant harmonies brush the night air,
Filling each silence with soft, loving care.
As the world spins in the softest embrace,
An elegant refrain finds its place,
A symphony crafted from dreams and refrain,
In the heart's adventure, no joy is in vain.
So let us linger where beauty prevails,
In the realm where the spirit never fails,
For in every heartbeat, a song will arise,
Binding our souls to the vast, open skies.
And as the last notes begin to unfold,
A promise is whispered in music untold,
In the echo of night, may we always find,
The grace that's eternal, forever entwined.
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