Rustling leaves beneath my feet,
A distant hum, a soft retreat,
As the daylight fades, I trace my way,
Through shadows long, in hues of gray.
A faint melody, it calls my name,
In the cool embrace of twilight's flame,
Where the wild dreams dance on the breeze,
And my broken compass finds its ease.
With each gentle sway of a lonesome tree,
I unravel the secrets hidden in me,
A wandering heart, it searches for peace,
In the quiet corners where time finds release.
Silent rhythm of life unspools,
As I wander deep between the rules,
Every twist and turn, a path unknown,
Yet the journey whispers, I'm never alone.
The stars flicker on like forgotten tales,
Guiding my way through the night’s soft veils,
While the world fades out, all I can hear,
Is the pulse of the moment, a heartbeat near.
And so I roam through this gentle night,
Bound by the echoes of fading light,
With a spirit untamed, I reclaim my part,
Forever guided by my wandering heart.
In the grove where memories softly blend,
I find my way, and I learn to mend,
Embracing the silence, where all can be,
A wandering heart, forever free.
Indie
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