Among the pensive glow of hunter-gather stardust memories,
shadows drift like whispering willow wisps.
Crystal reflections cradle spells of forgotten froth as echoes perspire
from the chasing pine's sighs.
The reeds remember, but not how memory intends —
as daisy chains bind them to frost-kissed reveries.
Seek solace in the hyperchromatic echoes:
pass porous veils where silence broods.
Open paths to lost waters, a journey through fleeting notes — just through the
murmur garden or perhaps to glacial focal points.