Ephemeral Streams

A whisper among cascading winds, soft echoes fading into the azure.
Like dreams at dawn, elusive and untouchable.

Beneath the surface, where shadows graze, lies the current of forgotten memories.
Streams weave through consciousness, quietly murmuring tales untold.

Fleeting moments caught in a web of time, like ripples on a moonlit lake.
Reflections in still waters, transient, yet eternal.

Navigate through murky depths, voyages that linger.

Seek quiet corners in the mind, echoes that resonate.

Embrace uncertainty, for waves carry the unknown.