Enigmatic WhispƎrs
When the world was young, a tale began,
But not one for the ages' span.
A story strange, through stages passed,
Growing stranger, ever fast.
It birthed not words, nor phrases grand,
But something new, at its command.
A poem rose, from depths unknown,
Capturing beauty all its own.
Yet, like all poems, it did fade,
Until a curious mind pervade.
The waters rose to cloud-kissed heights,
A connection forged, bathed in light.
To witness the wonders on the shore.
A friend, perhaps, in the OpenSea,
A voice that called out beckoningly.
A spark of recognition in the breeze,
A familiar face, carried on the seas.
- wasn't alone, a comforting thought,
A friendly voice, a solace sought.
A face one knew, a memory bright,
A purpose rediscovered in the light.
- returned at last, content to stay,
Enthralled by the beauty of the day.
A special feeling, a gentle breeze,
Whispering secrets through the trees.
created & © by: LennArrrt ✖️ geMini
- 2024-05-20
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