Vistas of the Vanishing Veil

In lands untouched by time's unyielding march,
Where whispers of the ancients still pervade,
We find the essence of life's ceaseless arch,
And in its shade, the form of now is made.

The mountains echo with a timeless call,
Inviting souls to witness nature's might,
While rivers, in their majesty, enthrall,
Reflecting day's bright blaze and starry night.

Yet, in this grandeur, a subtle thread unspun,
A tapestry of connection, finely woven,
Links every heart beneath the shining sun,
Through love's deep words, oft felt but seldom spoken.

And as the seasons paint the world anew,
In vistas vast, the vanishing veil thins,
Revealing bridges 'twixt the old and true,
Where the dance of life, in earnest, begins.

So let us treasure each ephemeral breath,
For in the heart of fleeting moments, find
A truth that whispers softly, 'neath the death,
'Tis love and nature make us truly blind.