Ancient Echoes

The winds carry tales
Few remember.
Do we listen, or are we lost
Among the shadows,
In these whispered
Chronicles?

"A forgotten river
Once flowed here,
Silent now,
But echoes
Still ripple
Under the surface."

"Where the stones
Speak in tongues
Only the brave
Or the foolish
Decipher."

"In the glow
Of the fading sun,
Voices rise
From ashes,
Gesturing
To lost paths."

"The climb
Is steep,
Yet steps
Are old, worn,
And resonate
With every footfall."

"Eclipsed stars
Watch in silence,
While tales of yore
Whisper
Into the void."

A Canvas of Stars

Look closely, and you might find
A constellation of forgotten dreams
Floating in the ether.