In a world that touches my soles like a lost whisper

In a world that touches my soles like a lost whisper, I wander through realms where light is a never-ending rainbow, And I wish to rise with the sun in its golden carousel, To become a ray dancing on the edges of eternity. I see the white foam, a bridal gown wrapped in blue waves, And I wish to tie my soul to the edge of an unspoken dream, To float upon the sea of the unknown, like a thought lost on the horizon, To disappear like a shooting star and be found as a memory. I see the black sky, a velvet cloak adorned with the silver moon, And I wish to pitch a tent on the land of boundless shadows, Where my echo would be a symphony of honey and wind, To be viewed as a portrait that births new universes with each gaze. I wish for someone to see me, to witness my paradox, To understand me without knowing me, to seek me in the secret of a dream, To feel me without touching me, to be light caught in time, In a universe where I am more than the shadow of a setting desire.