🌳 Sycamore Serenade 🎶

Beneath the emerald giants,
whispers in the traveler’s tongue
weave through tender branches,
pixels of yesteryears blending
into the tapestry of tonight.

Listen to the glitch of the stars,
their hymn brickling upon the dew,
an echo of tangled nostalgia,
forgotten summer’s memory in
a sonnet of electric sways.