BeautyInTime
In the quiet dawn where whispers hide, Time waltzes softly, with grace it glides. Through golden fields and shadowed lanes,…
In the quiet space between breaths, we find The dash that binds our fleeting past and future. It whispers tales…
Beneath our feet, the ancient stones lie, Whispering tales of eons gone by. In their silence, a symphony plays, Echoes…
In the gentle whisper of dawn’s first light, Patience stands, a guardian of the soul, In the tender embrace of…
In the echo of laughter, where our shadows play,Old friends gather, as night follows day.Through the tapestry of time, our…
In the gentle caress of autumn’s breeze, I find whispers of the days long gone, Where laughter danced on sunlit…
In the quiet of the morning light, A mirror stands, reflecting the dawn, Casting shadows of the night, Where dreams…
In the gentle weave of morning light, Threads of gold and shadow play, Each strand a story, softly bright, In…
When morning dew no longer clings as before, And sunlight dances gently on the silver shore. The lines upon our…
In the quiet corners of their gentle hearts, Lies a universe of stories untold, Whispers of wisdom that softly impart,…