in the labyrinth of echoing sleight, where shadows whisper
echoes of whispers, unspoken words bounce eternal
they weave in and out like smoke curling around the light
do you hear it? the sound of silence kissed by time
footsteps in rhythm, a dance unseen
around the corner or just a trick of the light
corridors stretch and folds into folds
someone else's breath? perhaps the heartbeat of ages
pulse within the walls like a secret kept too long
on the tip of your fingers, you trace the melody
walls fade, dissolve, -> ever shifting, ever listening
where are you now, where does now reside?
passageways to the past echo forward
in this hollow chamber, the ceiling too high to tell