Shadows dance upon the sun-soaked ground,
Frozen whispers echo amid the vines,
Fruit harvested from the sigh of tomorrow,
Tender secrets draped in emerald hues.
Lost, they find solace in the embrace of dust,
Reverie waltzes with the weight of shells,
Peering through leaves that shimmer with rain,
Aurora's breath captured in ancient stone.
Visit the echoes of this tale,
Where wind speaks in rustling prose,
A journey finds its roots in the dreams of the unheard.