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