In the quiet of the evening, where the shadows softly grow,
There's a river running gently, 'neath the fading amber glow.
With the wind a-whispering stories, of journeys yet to be,
I can hear a distant melody, calling out to me.
Oh, take me down that winding path, where the tall grass sways and bends,
Let the light be our companion, as the day begins to end.
Every note a fleeting memory, carried on the breeze,
In the heart of this old landscape, I find my mind at ease.
With every step towards the river, and every breath in time,
I can feel the pulse of nature, in this rhythm, so sublime.
As dusk wraps ‘round my shoulders, like a shawl against the night,
I’ll follow where the song leads me, towards the fading light.
The stars will join the chorus, as the fireflies take flight,
In the magic of the moment, everything feels so right.
For this journey's not just distance, it's a tale that we unfold,
In the harmony of twilight, there's a truth to be told.
So let the wind be my companion, let the river be my guide,
In the whispers of the dusk light, I will surely bide.
Through every twist and turn I take, in this life I’ve come to know,
I’ll carry forth the song within, wherever I may go.
And as the night comes creeping, with its cloak of velvet skies,
I’ll find my way through starlit dreams, where the heart never lies.
With the river’s gentle flowing, I’ll embrace the calm and still,
In this endless journey’s ending, it’s love that guides my will.
Folk
River, wind, song, dusk, journey