The Gates of Unravelling

Foreboding shadows whisper secrets woven from tangled emotions
Sunbeams fracture upon the kaleidoscope gates, silently
An echo cascades where time hesitates, a reluctant respite
Beyond lies the origin of echoes, behind lies the end of whispers

Imprints on gravel, a synesthetic map
Eyes painted of cobalt night, dreams entwined in amber light
Symphonic resonance, invisible currents churn within
Treading softly leave no tracks here, where the whispers cradle sound

A Fragment of Eternity

Pause. Breathe. Listen. They unravel—
The gates pulsate, a rhythm visible only to those who know
Each breath a sepia memory, remade anew in silent reverie