Ephemeral Echoes

In the hush of dawn's embrace,

Where shadows fade and dreams take flight,

A whisper dances through the space,

A fleeting moment, soft and light.

The de-kissed petals greet the sun,

Each droplet glimmers, then departs,

A symphony of life begun,

Yet time, a thief, with stealthy arts.

A child's laughter fills the air,

Like ripples on a tranquil stream,

But seconds pass, they vanish where

The echoes fade, a distant dream.

The autumn leaves, in fiery hues,

Spin gently down, a brief ballet,

They twirl and twist, then bid adieu,

In golden grace, they slip away.

The taste of rain on summer's tongue,

A moment savored, pure delight,

But clouds roll in, the song is sung,

And all that's left is fading light.

So hold each breath, each glance, each sigh,

For life's a fleeting, fragile thread,

In every heartbeat, time slips by,

A tapestry of moments shed.

Yet in the transient, beauty lies,

In every heartbeat, every glance,

For though they fade, like evening skies,

These fleeting moments teach us to dance.