Across the sea of forgotten echoes,
the clock unwinds its secret melody.
Pulses in the shadows whisper tales
of yesteryears woven in silence.
Inhale the mysteries that lie beneath,
a tapestry spun with the golden thread
of cosmic dances and unseen light.
Each breath a note in the eternal song.
Etched in the sand, the footprints fade,
yet the essence lingers, timeless,
encrypted in the whispers of the wind,
murmurs of an unseen dawn.