In the horizon, shadows dance like dreams deferred,
Where the sun’s glow clings softly to verdant boughs,
Elusive trails wind through tangled thoughts,
Memories wisteria-laden,
Each step a pulse in reality's design.
Conversations carry on the wind, driftwood thoughts
entrapped within waves of amber light,
Silence holds echoes of journeys unfinished,
Are we lost, or are we unfound?
Paths unfold beneath tessellating clouds; where do they lead?
Ask the forgotten artifacts fallen from grace –
In the quiet corners of forlorn hopes,
Witness the unraveling threads of the fabric
Where moments crystallize, weaving between the folds of unknowing.
Another glance into reflection...
Search in the remnants of asphalt dreams,
Where footsteps reel between autumnal leaves –
Live the radiant obsidian moments, glimpses of light
swathed in a labyrinth of twilight your breath offers untold curriculum.
Seek the captivated relics...