🔙 Ephemeral Echoes ⚙️

The dawn unfurls, a blush of rose and gold,

Painting the sky, a story yet untold.Mist clings to the valley, a spectral embrace,Whispering secrets in this quiet place.A lone bird sings, a melody so clear,A fleeting moment, banishing all fear.Its song ascends, a vibrant, joyful sound,Then fades to silence, lost on hallowed ground.The river flows, a ribbon silver bright,Reflecting sunlight, a dazzling, pure light.It murmurs softly, a timeless, gentle tune,Carrying secrets beneath the pale moon.A withered leaf, adrift upon the breeze,A fragile whisper amongst the rustling trees.It dances lightly, a graceful, fragile thing,Before it settles, its silent farewell to sing.The sun climbs higher, its golden rays descend,Casting long shadows, that slowly transcend.The world awakens, a symphony of life,A fleeting moment, escaping endless strife.But even as beauty unfolds its bright array,A sense of longing lingers, come what may.For all things precious, however grand or small,Are but echoes fleeting, destined to fall.The vibrant colours, the melodies so sweet,The gentle whispers, the rhythmic, dancing feet –All fade to memory, a whisper in the night,Ephemeral echoes, lost to fading light.Yet in their absence, a certain peace remains,A quiet solace, that softly soothes all pains.For in the fleeting beauty, a truth we find,The essence of existence, left behind.And though the echoes fade, and shadows grow deep,The memory lingers, while our weary spirits sleep.A whispered promise, a solace in the soul,Of beauty's fleeting grace, that makes us whole.