Lumi's Grotto

Gathering shadows dance in the flicker of the whispering flame,
where time stretches like a forgotten melody.

Have you heard the tales of the silver tides,
where moons sing lullabies to the granite cliff edges?

Wanderer, breathe the softly woven dusk,
where petals fall like memories on glassy waters.

Through creeping vines of shadowed thought,
the eyes of Lumi blink and vanish in the mist.

The stones remember
the heartbeat of stars,
each pulse a forgotten
echo in the abyss.