The Secret Garden

A whisper from the abyss, fading echoes of fire
Dust woven hearts within crystalline veins,
Can you taste the music of imploding light?
These remnants, soft sighs, tethered to the collapse,
Speaking secrets as the essential sinew dissolves into shadows.

The invitations to wander bleak paths
Flip through memories, unraveling gems of existence.
Where are the echoes that once caressed the space between
Matter and the void like a fleeting snatch of breath?
Each twinkling thought ignites beneath stardust dreams.

Bound yet free, nothing more than a spectral sigh,
Declining into twilight, succumbing to the serenade
Of earlier jewels unpacking their narratives.
Come, unravel me, cartographer of light; may
Your gaze dance in the garden under every dying burst,
Freely, wildly among the secrets of the dark matter.

Will you wander over here?
Seek the Shadows | Chase Lost Light