Echoes of Existence

In the quiet dusk of our fleeting days,

Echoes linger where the heart once played.

Moments woven, threads of light,

In the tapestry of day and night.

Each breath a note, each step a dance,

In the grandeur of life's cosmic expanse.

From birth's first cry to twilight's hush,

A symphony unfolds, in every rush.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,

We seek the truth beneath the sky.

Love's gentle touch, sorrow's sting,

In every heartbeat, life takes wing.

So let us cherish, while we may,

The melodies that shape our day.

For in the end, when shadows fall,

Our echoes linger, through it all.