Silent Valley

• where the shadows play,
  I wander through the whispers of a fading day.  
  Beneath the trees where secrets softly sigh,  
  I find my heart beneath the velvet sky.  
  
  The winding trail that leads me to the stream,  
  Is paved with stories woven from a dream.  
  Each step a memory, each turn a glance,  
  Into the depths of an old romance.  
  
  Moonlit horizon, painting skies of gold,  
  Guiding me through tales of the brave and bold.  
  Underneath the silver glow where memories dance,  
  I hear the softest lullaby of chance.  
  
  Where the broken branch lies cradled by the earth,  
  I feel the pulse of nature, a rebirth.  
  In silent moments, time stands still and clear,  
  As echoes of my past whisper in my ear.  
  
  With every sigh the evening breeze will send,  
  I walk the trails that lead me home again.  
  In valleys deep, where shadows weave and blend,  
  I find the love I thought would never end.  
  
  So here's to echoes that will never fade,  
  In the silent valleys, where our dreams are laid.  
  And though the night will come to steal the day,  
  I'll carry forth the light, come what may.

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Folk

Silent Valley, Velvet Echo, Winding Trail, Moonlit Horizon, Broken Branch