I follow paths lit by the stars. I follow roads you can only see in the night. They lead me to places in my dreams. They lead me home to where my heart lies. It is on these roads that I hear my song. Of who I am and where I belong. Paths lit by starlight, I walk. On the wings of dreams I ride.
She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies; and all that’s best of dark and bright, meet in her aspect and her eyes; thus mellowed to that tender light, which heaven to gaudy day denies. ~ Lord Byron