Flickers of fading echoes, waxing soft in vigilant night, rend the veil.
The bloodless moon sings before unspoken elders, beneath fractured stars.
Notes dripped in consonance from Beyond, We are but vessels of fragile understanding, Carving ephemeral thoughts upon memory's bare stone.
Minds weave distant diagrams, half-known, not quite seen— Bewitching misty symphonies of elusive light.
The synthesis regales; a mere echo upon lit pathways, bent in infinite portals traversing the echo of a dawn in descent.