Murmur of Secrets Unseen
Beneath the howling winds,
Amongst hollow darkness...
Lies the murmur of ancient whispers.
Each syllable, a thread woven for the unseen tapestry.
The beneficial, poisonous noise of time—
Echoed through veiled corridors,
Where silence trembles before an unseen tide.
Navigate the realm, decipher its heart and listen:
echo among the unheard.
chant of the timeless.
O' traveler of the hidden noise,
Cup your ears to the murmur,
Speak it, let its remedy unfold.
And uncover secrets
woven in the air's breath.