Lumen

Reflection slips, an echo of whispers unheard,
My shadow dances behind a veil, permeable, amorphous.
In the borderlands of self and semblance, I wade through.
**Do you see me, the other one, the forgotten whisper?**
This light, this faded glow, illuminates nothing new.
**Time loops around in spirals**, past behind the veil of now,
I'm watching specters swirl within the silver surface
**[Breath of a Ghost](breath/echo.html)** — they speak without words,
and laugh in tones of bygone sunsets...

What fragments do **you seek to uncover?**
[Refractions](shards/unspoken.html) of truth escape scrutiny,
shatter and scatter like fleeting echoes.

**A whisper in the wind**, luminous and hollow,
[Vanishing Voices](voices/echoes.html)