Eclipse of the Horizon

Beneath the cosmic veil, where shadows dance, Astride the edge of worlds, where dreams take stance. Boots of steel and light, a silent march, Through realms unknown, where stars are but a touch. Each step a promise, each stride a vow, To conquer silence, to break the shroud. The boots, a symbol of the soul's ascent, A journey's start, where courage is spent. In the vast expanse, where time is lost, The boots stand firm, a beacon of the cost. They carry hope, they carry fear, Through the unknown, they lead with sheer. For in their tread, the universe unfolds, A path of light where darkness holds. They are the voice of those who dare, To step beyond the boundaries of care. So let the boots, in their silent might, Guide the wanderer through the endless night. For in their stride, the soul is free, To conquer worlds that yet shall be.