The Lantern Room

Every night is a quiet sadness we rarely acknowledge.

A day’s dying light doesn’t struggle or fret. It simply lays down to welcome the night,

knowing that every ending makes way for something new.

A chorus of clouds sings praise in spectral resolution,

and the last flicker of one more spin is done—

another day quickly lost, but never forgotten.

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“May your seas be wide enough for wonder, your harbor always waiting, and your light never fail when another soul is searching.” – The Lantern Keeper