Breathing Life: The Rhythm of Resilience

Grace and Power Beyond the Mirror

The sepia shadows hold your smile captive;

Your laughter, echoing through the caverns of my memory.
Fleeting moments stitched in time— a faded quilt I wrap around myself.
I am lost among these whispers of yesteryears,
Drifting along currents woven with glimpses
Of summers long gone, winters forever etched.

We are but echoes held captive in each other's gaze;
Eternal within pages inked by poets and sages past.
Such is our dance - between words unsaid and promises unmet