Reflections on the Echoing Wilderness

In the hollow expanse, where footsteps once marked their solemn path
Now, silence lies, like a shroud over dilapidated dreams.
Whispering winds cradle memories in their whispered embrace
Nodes of lost echoes await discovery beyond the gloom.

Shadows dance without rhythm, beneath each untamed tree.
Long-forgotten voices murmur through oppressive mist.
Forgotten legacy struggles to breathe under branches bereft of light.
Radiating through these corridors, a specter's song is played.

Where reflection bleeds into eternity, you stand poised
Between what was and what never could be again.
Windows shatter upon the cliffs, through glassless frames
peering eternally into the land of shades below.