In the shadowed hum of forgotten lore,
Where whispers swim beneath the ancient sea,
A haunting melody, the sky's deep core,
Unsung by lips that kissed eternity.
Time, a thief with velvet fingers, steals,
The echoes of a song, lost in the night.
Cradled on the edge of stars, it feels,
A serenade that casts the soul in flight.
Dim lanterns flicker in the velvet void,
Where cactus blooms weave tales in silver dew,
Forgotten, but never, ever destroyed,
Iridescent notes in cosmic skies anew.
Dare you follow the path to unmade dawn,
Through labyrinths of the ancient, unseen?
An opera of whispers, where dreams are drawn,
To dance with shadows where none have been.