Unknown Bends

The sky folds thin, the air stands still, A moment drifts where time bends will. Each shadow stretches, breaks and sighs, A quiet pull, where futures lie. Through hollow streets, the echoes hum, Each step feels lost, but we still run. The night hums low, a whispered plea, A fragile thread pulls you to me. No stars above, but lights still burn, Each corner hides a twist, a turn. No script, no end, no steady way, Yet something calls, “It’s time to stray.” Through folds of time, through fractured lines, The unknown bends, the edge refines. Ethereal horizons call us near, Each broken path dissolves our fear. The tangled chords of time unwind, A fleeting glimpse, the undefined. Oh, it bends, it sways, Through open fields of endless days. The air hums sweet with fading sparks, Each fleeting glow ignites the dark. The steps we take don’t leave a trail, Each fragile choice begins the tale. The earth leans slow, the sky breathes deep, The rhythm stirs where silence sleeps. Every turn feels like a dare, A quiet trust that leads us there. Beyond the fold, through twilight seams, The world reshapes, it shifts, it dreams. Ethereal horizons call us near, Each broken path dissolves our fear. The tangled chords of time unwind, A fleeting glimpse, the undefined. The air feels thin, the weight erased, Each step creates its own embrace. No map can hold the shape we make, Each fleeting spark a world we break. The past dissolves, the present bends, A motion blooms, it never ends. Ethereal horizons call us near, Each broken path dissolves our fear. The tangled chords of time unwind, A fleeting glimpse, the undefined. Oh, it bends, it sways, Through open fields of endless days.