Whispers
Borrowed light
Travelling through time
Whispers secrets that sound true.
Moments pause here, muted by
Arched attachments
Silence saunters with élan.
Dedication dons ancient attire
Shadows settle on history —
Long forgotten ghosts.
Blinded by light and sound show,
They watch from the edges
How the arches come to life.
Each one whispers a story
Of the door that never opened,
Of the freedom that remained a dream.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 327
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