Curiosity, an ember in my spirit’s core,
Compelled me forth, to tread the path untrod,
Footprints enigmatic, marking the folklore,
A whispered enigma, in their patterns awed.
A hamlet rustic, stilled in somber guise,
In shadows’ waltz, the nocturne’s eerie hum,
Through muddied trails, my soul sought the prize,
The enigmas woven, a cryptic conundrum.
A sage with eyes agleam, opalescent hues,
Unraveled the susurrations of the wanderer’s tread,
Elusive, shrouded in melancholy’s muse,
An enigma bound, by shadows tightly led.
Yet in my quest for truth, a lesson was unveiled,
Some secrets lie forever, veiled and curtailed.
