Echoes from the Abyss

In shadowed depths, where light dares not thread,
The echoes from the abyss softly spread.
Whispering tales of forgotten fears,
Their voices, a melody across the years.

Beneath the cloak of the starless night,
Where dreams and darkness intertwine in flight,
There, in the quiet, before dawn's embrace,
The echoes dance in endless grace.

From the abyss, they rise, they soar,
A symphony of hopes, of lore.
Touching souls with a gentle caress,
Mending hearts, easing distress.

Listen close, and you may hear
A whisper of love, drawing near.
For even in the darkest place,
The echoes sing of light's soft trace.

So fear not the depths, nor the night's cold grip,
For amidst the shadows, dreams can slip.
The echoes from the abyss, a guiding light,
Leading us from darkness, into the night.