In the shadow of yesterday’s dreams,
I walk through the corridors of time,
Where echoes of laughter and tears
Whisper stories long entwined.

The weight of moments past,
Like autumn leaves on a weary branch,
Gently fall away, releasing
The grip of what once was.

Each step forward, a breath anew,
Unfolding paths untraveled,
Where the sun greets the dawn
With a promise of fresh beginnings.

I find solace in the present,
Leaving behind echoes of the past,
Embracing the dance of now,
As I move towards the horizon’s light.