Beneath the twilight's veiled ballet,
Reality and fiction gently sway.
In echoes of dreams and waking sighs,
A realm unfolds where the boundary lies.

Stars conspire with tales untold,
Where truth and fantasy blend, unfold.
A whispering breeze carries the song,
A dance where realities blur along.

Mirrors reflect both truth and lore,
A labyrinth of what was and what's no more.
In twilight's dance, the line dissolves,
A mystery that the universe evolves.

Illusions weave through the fabric of night,
A chiaroscuro of shadow and light.
The boundaries blur, a transient fiction,
Reality's dance with dream's conviction.
© Folkland