Whispers Beneath Boughs

Twilight bends softly,
a silent lullaby hums

Leaves speak forgotten songs,
in tongues unrecognizable, yet known.

Shadows lengthen, stretching
over paths abandoned...

Void of sound, they vibrate
with chords of another time.

Among roots
the earth sighs hollow truths

Glimmers of what once was
flicker like old stars,
their whispers becoming
mute echoes