Beyond the veils of common sight,
Where the stars collide with dreams,
There the heartbeats of history murmur,
Melodies old as the mountains rise,
Whispering through the crevices of night,
Songs of ages past, yet never lost.
An echo captured on the edge of oblivion,
A breath among the forgotten dew,
The echoes' embrace are tender,
Holding secrets of worlds anew,
Reborn beneath the slumbering skies,
In the whispers linger, a divine sigh.