Memoria

On alien shores, footsteps fall.

Silence speaks in echoes of forgotten tongues.

Waves lick at the remnants of foreign dreams.

A breeze carries whispers, half-formed, unclaimed.

Do you remember?

Shadows stretch towards a horizon unreachable.

In the distance, glimpses of a world untouched.

Mist swallows the last trace, a fleeting sigh.

Here, where no one else has been.

Here, where we remember not.