A collection of verses that dance between light and shadow
The moon hangs low, a silver tear,
Upon the cheek of darkened sphere.
The stars, they blink but never speak,
While shadows dance and secrets keep.
The wind carries forgotten names,
Through hollow halls and candle flames.
What was and what will never be,
Are whispered softly through the trees.
Golden fingers stretch across the sky,
Painting dreams as night says goodbye.
The world awakens, fresh and new,
Dewdrops glisten in morning's hue.
Birds take flight on whispered song,
Carrying hope the whole day long.
What magic does this morning bring?
The answer lies in everything.
I am the river, ever flowing,
Through valleys deep and mountains towering.
I carve my path with patient might,
Through darkest night and brightest light.
The stones may try to block my way,
But water wins, as all must say.
For time and tide will have their due,
And shape the world in shades of blue.
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