In a world woven from threads of déjà vu,
your footsteps trace the path already taken,
yet the journey shimmers anew,
cloaked in a haze of past lives awakened.
Shadows dance across the canvas of time,
a mural painted with strokes of memory,
every hue a story, every whisper a rhyme,
suspended in twilight's gentle reverie.
Voices from the forgotten corners of dreams,
murmur secrets in a language once known,
within the echoes, the universe schemes,
to unveil the mysteries we have outgrown.
Embrace the familiar stranger in your gaze,
for he carries the essence of your wandering soul,
through the veils of reality and ethereal haze,
together you dance, becoming whole.
Explore the corridors of time's embrace,
where every breath is a cycle revived,
your spirit soars in a boundless chase,
through realms unseen, forever contrived.
Remember, in the moonlit corridors,
the echoes persist, in fragments they weave,
a tapestry of existence, forever adored,
where the known and unknown intertwine and cleave.
Journey further through the veiled passageways:
The Realms of Forgotten Dreams |
Threads of Time's Tapestry