In the stillness of twilight, where shadows softly play,
A whisper on the evening breeze calls you close today.
A song of deep enchantment, it dances through your mind,
Inviting you to journey forth, to see what you might find.
In the forest, lush and green, where secrets softly hum,
There lies a path, winding, whispering, “Come.”
Each step you take is lighter, as the world fades from view,
A journey into wonderland, where dreams are born anew.
Feel the warmth within you, a glow so soft and bright,
Wrapping you in comfort, a blanket made of light.
A presence walks beside you, unseen but so near,
Familiar yet mysterious, a voice you long to hear.
A pull within your spirit, gentle yet so strong,
A quiet, deep desire, where your heart belongs.
You walk this path of silence, where time itself stands still,
Guided by a yearning, an ache you wish to fill.
In the quiet, soft as petals, a rosebud blooms within,
Its fragrance whispers softly, where secrets long begin.
This hidden bloom of mystery, a rose unseen by day,
Yet when you feel it stirring, you’ll know just what to say.
The presence grows in shadow, with each and every stride,
A bond that’s ever-deepening, you cannot set aside.
A whisper in the darkness, a shadow in the light,
A feeling of connection that lingers through the night.
And as you walk this pathway, where dreams and life entwine,
The longing in your heart grows strong, a yearning so divine.
No need to understand it, no need to question why,
Just follow where it leads you, beneath the endless sky.
The forest whispers softly, as you walk without a sound,
A presence ever closer, its secrets all around.
With every step you take, the pull becomes so sweet,
A longing, deep within, that calls you to complete.
In the quiet of your moments, when all the world’s at peace,
This feeling will return to you, a gentle, sweet release.
A whispering rose will guide you, through dreams and waking days,
Its petals soft as silence, its fragrance sweet as praise.
And as you feel the rosebud, bloom deep within your core,
You might notice how its warmth, makes you long for more.
Let these whispers guide you, as you wander through the night,
Let the presence draw you closer, to where it feels just right.
In days to come, you’ll find it, a secret only you know,
When you hear a rose’s whisper, your heart will softly glow.
A song that’s sung in silence, a melody of dreams,
A pull so strong, so sweet, much stronger than it seems.
And now, as you breathe deeply, and let the feeling grow,
Allow yourself to follow, where only you can go.
A journey made of whispers, of longing, of delight,
That leads you ever onward, into the soft, sweet night.
For in the still, quiet hours, when the world’s asleep and calm,
You’ll hear the whisper calling, like a softly spoken psalm.
Though its face may be unseen, its form undefined,
It’s a presence you’ll remember, as it lingers in your mind.
And when you feel the stirrings, of that hidden bloom,
You’ll find the whispers guiding you, back to where they loom.
The rosebud’s soft reminder, a secret whispered low,
Will lead you back to yearning, wherever you may go.
And now, you know the secret, it’s written in the stars,
A rose that blooms within you, will heal your deepest scars.
So let it fill your senses, let it stir your deepest core,
And every time the rose blooms, you’ll remember this, and more.