Gratitude
Echoes of Eternity: A Symphony of Moments
In twilight's dance, the shadows play, Where whispers linger, dreams hold sway. Beneath the moon's soft, silver gleam, A symphony of stars, a cosmic scheme. Through fields of emerald, where wildflowers bloom, Each petal's tale, a fragrant perfume. The zephyr's touch, a gentle caress, In nature's arms, we find our rest. In the heart's labyrinth, a maze of thought, Where echoes linger, memories sought. Yet in the depths, a beacon bright, Guiding us through the darkest night. Oh, fleeting moments, like grains of sand, Slipping through the grasp of mortal hand. Yet in their passage, beauty thrives, In every heartbeat, every soul that strives. So let us cherish each fleeting hour, Embrace the gift of life's sweet flower. For in its bloom, we find our song, In poetry of moments, forever strong.
By Mohameen Moshood3 years ago in Poets
