Whispers of Drowned Dreams

Once in an echo, a shadow unfurled,

Cumbersome strains in twilight’s breath; fragments collided,

Coral’s lament ran like soft rain,

As swallowtails waltzed on reflections of glass.

Stand still, imagine—

Rivulets of twilight; the ponderous mind’s mirror,

Beneath their stillness flows, a volatile valley,

Hairpin secrets contained in cascades of silver

Spun glass entraps villagers long lost in reverie.

Links of yesterday weave ciphers;
Piecing the night, we summon silence,

Where playful tendrils echo:

Fragile light, in fractal loops,

...and shadows linger.

Listen to the pulse—

The gentle clamor wastes no time;

As the submerged harbors break—yet paradoxically hold,

A kaleidoscopic night that bends back.

The spine of reality reveals the soft edges;

Glance wide; time giggles below causality’s feet