A feather brushed against the confines of memory,
tracing vibrant arcs of forgotten songs.
Do you remember the lilting dance,
nestled beneath the canopy of an azure dream?
The heartbeats of yesterday whisper through your thoughts,
caressing the edges of what once was
and what never came to be.
Listen closely,
for even silence has its symphonies.
Twilight Drum
Resonating echoes of nocturnal beats,
pulsating through your very being.
Amber Murmurs
Echoes of time folding upon each other,
whisper of the ageless sand dunes.
Echo Cascade
A rush of memories tumbling,
braiding together sunlight and echoes of laughter.
Return here, to where silence weaves magic,
nurturing stories older than the stars,
vibrating gently in the pulse of cosmic harmony.