Whispers of Time's Passage

Through the hush of dawn, whispers glide,
Over dew-kissed leaves, in twilight's stride.
The silent echo of years gone by,
In every sunset, in every sky.

Wisps of memories, intertwined threads,
A tapestry of lives, of loves that have bled.
The quiet moments, the silent tears,
The unspoken joys, the underlying fears.

Each heartbeat a drum, a rhythm so deep,
A march through time, a leap so steep.
Whispers of time, in every breath,
The dance of life, of love, of death.

So listen closely, for in the breeze,
Are the stories told, the souls at ease.
The wisdom of ages, in whispers shared,
The passage of time, the hearts that dared.