In the whispering winds of memory’s embrace,
Echoes of your voice linger in the night,
A dance of words woven in eternal grace,
Illuminating shadows with your poetic light.

Beneath the moon’s watchful, tender gaze,
Your verses flow like rivers through the mind,
Each line a gentle touch, a timeless phrase,
Leaving traces of wisdom intertwined.

As autumn leaves fall, kissed by the breeze,
Your spirit wanders through the fading dusk,
In every rustling branch, in every tree,
Your legacy lives, vibrant and robust.

Though silence cloaks the world you knew,
Your words remain, a guiding star,
In hearts and dreams, they rise anew,
Forever near, though you seem afar.