Murmurs Between the Stars

In the quiet of night, the sky softly glows,

A secret it carries, a mystery it knows.

The moon hums a song in a silver-white tone,

While stars tell the tales of lives long gone.

A lonely soul walks through the fields of time,

Searching for meaning, for reasons, for rhyme.

Each step on the earth feels heavy, yet light,

As dreams from the past drift into the night.

The wind softly murmurs forgotten desires,

Ashes of hope turn to gentle fires.

A tear falls slowly, it dances, it gleams,

Blending with shadows, colliding with dreams.

Yet even in sorrow, a spark will remain,

Like sunlight that follows the softest of rain.

For hearts that are broken still learn how to beat,

And souls that are weary still rise to their feet.

So listen, dear traveler, wherever you roam,

The sky is your compass, your silence, your home.

Though moments may shatter, though darkness may stay,

The whispers between stars will guide your way.

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