In a forest of silence,
A voice is guidance,
A mumbling song,
Where secrecy belongs.
In memory’s chamber,
In the heart’s design,
A kaleidoscope of colours,
Thoughts align.
On a calm terrain,
The serene will reign,
Silence speaks volumes,
Imagination’s vast columns.
In the stream of secrets,
Mysteries awaken,
Truths are concealed,
None are mistaken.
Devouring signs,
Relevance shines,
The teller of time,
The whispering lines.
The hums of the desert,
The dunes may sing,
The cacti may dance,
And the sand may sting.
The fragments of a dream,
Run along the seams,
Things are not what they seem,
For they are the fragments of a dream.
February, 2025
