Spirits rise on silent wings, through the twilight air, Soaring past the mundane, into realms so rare. Each pulse a fleeting whisper, in the dance of time, Spirits weave through cosmos, in a silent rhyme. Soaring soul, through moments caught in flight, Each beat a whisper of the eternal night. Boundless freedom in the spirit's climb, Chasing echoes of the once upon a time. Watch as they ascend, on breezes yet unfound, Every spirit’s journey, where mysteries abound. In the fleeting heartbeat of the cosmic play, Souls dance in the void, where night meets day. Soaring soul, through moments caught in flight, Each beat a whisper of the eternal night. Boundless freedom in the spirit's climb, Chasing echoes of the once upon a time. Upward ever, where thoughts and dreams entwine, Past the stars' silent watching, where destinies align. In this instant, a lifetime, fleeting as a glance, Souls captured in the beauty of their dance. Soaring soul, through moments caught in flight, Each beat a whisper of the eternal night. Boundless freedom in the spirit's climb, Chasing echoes of the once upon a time. As the journey wanes, and the spirits rest, In the tranquil arms of the cosmos’ nest. Still the heart remembers, fiercely as it burns, The soul of soaring spirits, until it returns.
