Patterns' Whisper

Footsteps on dampened earth, echo beneath silent skies. A child's laughter, linger echoes, like ripples on forgotten ponds.

Dust dances in halcyon rays, tracing what was once

Errant paths
Paths Untrodden ...there lay yesterday.

Windows, ajar, letting in musky reminiscence of winter afternoons,
Shelfwords of happiness trapped in yellowed pages

Murmurs, like waves, they crawl silently over the pebbles of time

The clock, the only compass here, points\n silently to unheard truths. Watchmen remember the\n steps carved on marble in whispered ages

Find meaning in the in-betweens; there lies solace.