Beneath the shroud of midnight skies,
A secret lies, forever bound.
Whispers on the wind, a silent cry,
Of knowledge lost, yet to be found.

The stars above, they seem to speak,
Of ancient tales and hidden lore.
But who can hear, what they beseech,
And unlock the secrets, forevermore.

A mystery unfolds, with every step,
As shadows dance, in the moonlight gleam.
But be warned, for with the truth you'll be met,
And the price of knowledge, may be your dream.

So seek ye well, and tread with care,
For the path ahead is long and winding.
And though the end, may be so fair,
The journey, forever, will be binding.

#writco
#love
#nature
#beauty

© cyphor