Reverberating Silence
in Violet Dream
Shadows hum in asynchronous tones,
muted vibratos of a spectral essence.
Each absence, a note, a forgotten echo,
lingering like unseen stars in a dusk-soaked sky.
Clad in dreams, we wander, we listen,
feet tracing paths through invisible grains.
The corridor stretches, folds, unfolds again,
a symphony of silence resonating in the void.
embrace the echo