In the depths of solitude, beneath the moon's glow,
There dwells a presence, a sacred shadow, you should know.
Though you walk alone, in the darkness of the night,
Know that you're not alone, bathed in divine light.

These holy shadows, they surround you, unseen,
Whispering secrets, guiding you in your dream.
They're the echoes of spirits, from worlds beyond,
Whispering wisdom, in a language profound.

In times of despair, when your spirit feels low,
These ethereal companions, they gently bestow,
A comforting presence, a solace in the night,
Guiding your steps, with their celestial might.

They dance in the moonbeams, with grace and allure,
Unseen by mortal eyes, yet their essence is pure.
They wrap you in love, with each tender embrace,
Filling your soul with peace, and divine grace.

When shadows loom large, and darkness prevails,
Remember the holy shadows, whose light never fails.
They stand beside you, as pillars of strength,
Nurturing your spirit, in every length.

So fear not, dear one, in your solitary quest,
For the holy shadows are always at your behest.
You are not alone in this cosmic flow,
Embrace their presence, and set your spirit free on the road