Immortal

In the realm where time takes flight,

A whisper lingers, pure and bright.

Immortal, not in flesh or bone,

But in the echoes that are eternally known.

A melody that defies the years,

In laughter's cascade, it appears.

Through the tapestry of moments spun,

The immortal symphony is never done.

Not in the grip of fleeting breath,

But in the legacy that outlasts death.

Ideas that spark, flames that inspire,

The immortal spirit, ceaseless fire.

In the brushstroke on a canvas vast,

Or the verses of a poet's contrast,

Immortality breathes, undisturbed,

In the creative realms, forever curbed.

Through deeds of kindness, selfless and true,

The immortal soul finds its breakthrough.

In hearts touched, in connections formed,

The legacy of love, in perpetuity, warmed.

While stars may fade and empires fall,

The immortal essence transcends it all.

In the echo of a life well spent,

Immortality whispers, ever-present.

So seek it not in worldly gain,

But in the love that does sustain.

The footprints left on paths we trod,

In these, the immortal finds its abode.

Thank you for reading!