Timeless Journey

In twilight’s fold, where shadows play,

I walk the line of night and day,

A path that neither starts nor ends,

Where past and future softly blend.

Each moment, like a fading star,

Feels close to reach, yet still afar.

I chase the echoes, faint, unseen,

Through worlds I’ve known and those between.

But then the air begins to still—

The racing tide bends to my will.

In the quiet, I find my place,

No longer bound by time or space.

For what was lost, returns again,

A circle drawn with endless pen.

No start, no end, just flowing through—

An endless thread of me and you.

And so we drift, through day and night,

A dance of love, a pulse of light.

No need to mark where we begin,

For every journey lies within.

Postscript:

This poem touches on the continuity of time and experience, evoking a sense of eternal connection and wonder, where moments are not confined by beginnings or endings but flow together in a seamless journey.