A day fades in shadows drifting Silent clocks in locked-up doors Footsteps echo in fog’s shifting Light now fades on dreamless shores Whispers trace pure words unspoken Ink of night in dark’s cold hue Stars lay webs, faint signs, half-broken Where will thoughts’ thin trails pursue? Creaking stairs in realms forsaken Moon hides face in shrouded veil In the bliss of loss mistaken Truth is hunted, truth goes pale Winds bring tales, so soft, misleading Leaves descend like tears on stone Will it hear the soul’s pride bleeding? Will it strike a haunted tone? Rain paints time’s designs, unyielding On the frozen panes of glass Eyes reflect in shadows, shielding Fading gifts of love now past Lost in silence, voices drowning Worlds enclosed in single tears Tracks in sand erased, disowning Who he was, and who still hears? In the hush, truth slips unspoken Wrapped in fog, beyond our sight Echoes drift, dreams lie broken In the dark, the fading light