Whispers of Time

Unseen ripples, a universe sighs.

Echoes in the corridors of dusk.

The clock pauses, breath held, awaiting.

Silent murmurs, weaving days into nights.

The mind traverses forgotten memories, floating.

A lone feather dances through the void.

Without beginning, without end.

Step softly: Twilight awaits.

Seek the Veil of Whispers.