The Labyrinth's Whisper

Deep within the echoes
Wanderers lose names beneath
An hourglass not kept
In twilight's grasp.

Spiraling like thoughts
Crossed and uncrossed
Endless is the thread woven
By hand unseen beneath ancient dust.

In the hush between rustling pages
Secrets entwine like ivy
Shadows speak in forgotten tongues
When the moon's breath pauses.

In labyrinth halls where no compass guides
Dance the marionettes pulled by invisible strings,
Anthems reverberate through stone, The druidic riddles casting light upon night.