Sky in Another Silence

The whisper of the sky drifts away,
among incinerated clouds of a distant past,
where the wind carries memories of ash.
A faint rumble, like an ancient sigh,
gets lost among the folds of dissolving time,
and the heart listens, trembling and breathing.
And remains the silence, eternal and void,
while the shadow of a vanished sky,
bounces between dream and oblivion.