Beneath Heavens eYe ...

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Beneath the stars, the ancient whispers play,
A tune that speaks of time we cannot hold,
They guide the wandering souls who’ve lost their way.
 
The rivers carve their path through rock and clay,
Each ripple tells a story, young or old,
Beneath the stars, the ancient whispers play.
 
The trees stand watch, their roots in deep array,
While silent leaves recall the truths they told,
They guide the wandering souls who’ve lost their way.
 
The cosmos watches observing the world in soft dismay,
Its illumination a unshaken path for the brave and bold,
Beneath the stars eyes, the ancient whispers play.
 
Though tempests roar and try to seize the day,
A quiet hope within the dark unfolds,
They guide the wandering souls who’ve lost their way.
 
And when the dawn arrives in hues of gray,
Its light will heal the weary and the cold.
Beneath the stars, the ancient whispers play,
They guide the wandering souls who’ve lost their way.