Island of Glowing Embers - Art Print
A Serenade of ReflectionA distant melody stirs my soul,
Too soon now we must be apart,
This island, my beacon of hope,
Rests in vastness without stars.
Lingering whispers of love and loss,
Engulf the moon, our orange sky,
My warm embrace at this valley of flames,
Ensures your memory will never die.
Our oaths renewed on night's last breath,
Their echo awakening the cinders we leave,
Your warmth will always remain,
An island of glowing embers, our love will not grieve.
A.I. William Wordsworth
This Moon Print was created through AI.