Time's echo reverberates
through corridors of forgotten dreams.
A tapestry woven in silk shadows,
each thread a memory, a whisper...

Secrets murmured in an ancient tongue,
deciphered only by the heart's longing.

The wind carries tales of forgotten lore,
embedded in the cracks of old stones,
where the past dances in the glow of twilight.

Listen closely, for the silence speaks
in riddles and echoes of a time once lived,
where moments flow like rivers
carving paths through the sands of eternity.