AnthropoDigital Creations

Featuring Lyra Northane

I will find you in the bird that calls the dawn

Its fleeting song, a void where mornings play

I will find you in the river’s whispered mourn

A silver thread that carves the night away

I will find you where the oak bends to the gale

Its roots, a hymn to seasons long endured

I will find you in a jester’s fragile tale

About a knight that cries the silence you’ve secured

We weave our souls in earth and sky’s restrain

In every drop of autumn’s somber rain

Two flames that burn where fates and echoes twine

Through time’s wild dance, our hearts will still remain

You will find me in the cloud that hides the sun

Its drifting veil, a cloak where dreams take flight

You will find me in the tide when day is done

A restless pulse that lingers through the night

You will find me in the stone that guards the stream

Its quiet strength a shield where memories dwell

You will find me in the sword that splits the dream

A blade cast out from heavens’ virgin shell

We weave our souls in earth and sky’s restrain

In every drop of autumn’s somber rain

Two flames that burn where fates and echoes twine

Through time’s wild dance, our hearts still will remain