In the shuffle of time,
forgotten reeds hum
a waning melody.
Silence
stretches
like an unbroken echo.

Clocks whisper
unsung refrains
brisk clicks nimble in
the rustling flow.
A melody
arcane
once tried to sing.

Temporal sync
a haunting process
of lost notes
realigning
sporadic pulses
knitting soft dissonance.

They
sing
the unspooling
osseous lines
which trace
shadows
against their will.

Find Balance:
The crystallizing harmony resonates
Only at the edges of
Silent Compositions.
Yet, seek the sibilant drippings
That slip through
Into Time's unfurling margins.