"Reverberations of the Inconspicuous"

In the quiet of sundown's hug,

Shadows hit the dance floor with ethereal effortlessness.

Murmurs brought into the world from domains inconspicuous,

Unwinding mysteries in between the sheen.

In the embroidery of nightfall and day break,

Quiet repeats, a divine produce.

Secrets woven in twilight creases,

Reverberations of the inconspicuous, tormenting dreams.

Through the shroud of time, they skim,

Where mortal eyes dare not withstand.

In the safe-haven of enormous legend,

Murmurs reverberation forevermore.

Strings of miracle, strings of fear,

In the domain where day meets night.

Underneath the moon's overwhelming glimmer,

Reverberations of the inconspicuous, a strange dream.