In a forest deep where shadows creep,
A lantern’s glow begins to leap.
Its amber light, a gentle flame,
Guides the lost through paths untamed.

The trees lean close, their whispers near,
Telling tales of the ones who fear,
Yet through the dark, the lantern sways,
A beacon bright in the winding maze.

The traveler walks with steady stride,
Through tangled woods where secrets hide.
Each step reveals a world unknown,
Where roots and stars have softly grown.

And though the night may seem to bind,
The glow reflects a peaceful mind.
For in the heart of the shadowed sea,
The smallest light sets the spirit free.