Envelopment

The wind wraps soft around my skin,
a whispering tide that pulls me in.
Like water curling on the shore,
it gathers all and asks for more.

The night folds quiet over me,
a velvet hush, a melody.
Stars dissolve in drifting thought,
their silver voices dimmed, yet caught.

The past arrives in circling waves,
old echoes rise from hidden graves.
Footsteps press where none have been,
history breathing deep within.

I close my eyes; I sink, I fade—
folded into light and shade.
The world dissolves, and I am free,
enveloped by eternity.

Envelopment - R-ḎÆY2199

R-Ḏæy:“Everything can be created on the Right Day; But it is up to the human to mantain it“

Envelopment - R-ḎÆY2199

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