Starlit Promise

I found a shimmer on the window, As if the night was calling through. A gentle pull I couldn’t name yet, But something deep inside it grew. I stepped outside and felt the softness, A world that carried quiet grace. Not loud or grand, but full of meaning In every breath the night embraced. And there I made a starlit promise— To follow where my spirit leans. To rise beyond the doubts I carry And trust the pull of tender dreams. The path was lined with subtle glimmers, Not real, but glowing in my view. Each one a spark of faint assurance That led me toward a life more true. Maybe the world is always waiting, Hoping we’ll hear its softer tune. Maybe the hope we think is distant Is standing just beyond the moon. And there I made a starlit promise— To follow where my spirit leans. To rise beyond the doubts I carry And trust the pull of tender dreams. I breathed a wish into the open, Not for the past or what was gone— But for the path that kept unfolding, A place where I could still belong. And when the world begins to tremble, I’ll hold the thread that keeps me true. For in the calm between the rhythms, I find the strength to start anew. And there I made a starlit promise— To follow where my spirit leans. To rise beyond the doubts I carry And trust the pull of tender dreams.