Echoes of a Lost Sky

In the silence of smooth and tranquil waters,
a dream dissolves, crumbled and frail,
like a reflection the heart can’t attain,
within waves of a boundless and timeless sky.
Time dissolves in a delicate sigh,
a fading smile, remote and worn,
leaving traces of wishes long since gone,
suspended ’twixt the wave and star, forever unknown.
An echo of a dream, a whisper on the surface,
that is lost within the void of unending dawn,
captured ’twixt desire and true absence,
where every reflection is just a distant memory.
And thus the song of illusion dies,
’twixt naught and all things, ’twixt the sea and the skies,
remains the whisper in an endless tide,
of dreams lost within time’s vast expanse.