In the heart of the forest, where the shadows play,
Stands a wooden cabin, weathered and gray.
Its walls hold the stories of laughter and tears,
Echoes of memories through the passing years.
The fire’s just a flicker, a fading ember’s glow,
On this lonely night, where the gentle winds blow.
In the silence I wander, my soul drifts away,
Only soft melodies in the twilight’s sway.
The stars peek above, like diamonds on black,
Guiding my footsteps on this forgotten track.
A wandering soul with a heart full of dreams,
Searching for solace in the moonlight’s beams.
As the fading light dances on leaves so divine,
I cherish each moment, lost in this time.
The whispers of nature wrap around me tight,
Finding my peace in the stillness of night.
The shadows may linger, but I’m not afraid,
With every soft melody, my worries will fade.
For in this wooden haven, I’ve found my way home,
Where the gentle winds sing and the wild hearts roam.
So here I shall gather my hopes and my fears,
In the fading light's embrace, with the truth that appears.
Though life's paths may twist and the journey unknown,
In the whispers of the cabin, I’ll never be alone.
Folk
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