In the fading light where the shadows play,
I wander through the echoes of yesterday.
A worn map beside me, I trace the lines,
Across the valleys where memory shines.
A velvet meadow whispers soft and low,
Beneath the canvas of twilight's glow.
I hear a lost song in the evening breeze,
Carried on whispers from the ancient trees.
The desert dust dances in the air,
Painting the sunset with a longing glare.
Each grain tells a story of lovers, lost,
In the heart of the wild where no lines are crossed.
The stars, they twinkle like a promise kept,
In the stillness of night where secrets are slept.
I feel the chill of the starlit breeze,
Embracing my soul with an effortless ease.
As I walk these paths with the moon as my guide,
I find solace in the magic that won't subside.
Though the world may change and the time may flee,
In the heart of the night, I will always be free.
The desert dust will settle, the meadow will bloom,
And in this quiet moment, I’ll find my room.
With each gentle breath, a memory is spun,
In the tapestry of life, I know I’ve just begun.
So let the winds carry my name through the lands,
As I dance with the shadows, holding fate in my hands.
For every lost song finds its way to the dawn,
And in the embrace of the night, I'll carry on.
Folk
Desert Dust, Velvet Meadow, Worn Map, Lost Song, Starlit Breeze
Folk
Desert Dust, Velvet Meadow, Worn Map, Lost Song, Starlit Breeze