Endless
Beneath the silence of a moonlit sky,
Where shadows fold and time slips by,
I search for meaning in the breath of air,
A whisper lost, a prayer to share.
The stars, they flicker like forgotten dreams,
In endless night, where nothing seems
To hold its shape, to find its place—
Just empty spaces, endless grace.
The mind, a river, ever flows,
But in its depth, the darkness grows.
What truth is buried beneath the stream,
In the hollow depths of thought's own dream?
We seek to touch the things we can’t,
Grasp at answers that always chant
A fleeting tune, a distant hum,
Calling us back to where we’re from.
But here we stand, so full, so lost,
Our hearts are warm, but at what cost?
For wisdom wears a bitter crown,
And the deeper we seek, the more we drown.
Yet in the dark, there’s a spark that glows,
A tiny light that softly shows
That even in this endless maze,
There’s beauty in the unseen haze.
So let us walk through shadows deep,
And learn to dance where silence sleeps.
For in the quiet, we might find
A peace that stirs the wandering mind.
