Whispers of the Night

In the heart of night, where shadows dance,
And moonlight bathes the world in trance,
There lies a silence, deep and still,
A whispered promise, a secret thrill.

In this realm of dreams, where stars ignite,
And fantasies take flight,
I wander through the misty haze,
Lost in a reverie of endless days.

I chase the echoes of forgotten songs,
And dance with ghosts of days long gone,
In the tapestry of time, I find my place,
A thread of light in the cosmic race.

I weave my dreams with threads of gold,
And watch them unfold,
In the vast expanse of the unknown,
I find my muse, my sacred throne.

For in the depths of my soul, I find,
A wellspring of creativity, unconfined,
I am a poet, a dreamer, a seeker of truth,
In the realm of words, I find my youth.

So let me wander through the realms of rhyme,
And dance upon the sands of time,
For in the poetry of life, I find my home,
A sanctuary, where I'm free to roam.