Vanished mysteries faded in the twilight’s embrace,
Where secrets lingered and shadows interlaced.
Legends of dreams veiled in sullen clouds,
Lost in the aether, where they drifted out.
In the stillness of the night, where silence reigned,
Whispers dissolved into quiet vestiges.
Once vivid scenes were now ghostly thin,
Slipped away as darkness drew in.
By the moon’s cold glare, where shadows ruled over their realm,
Mysteries swayed in their final clasp.
Glimmers of truth, now just out of reach,
Hid in the night’s darkened breach.
Forsaken alleys and hidden doors,
Enigmas lost on unseen shores.
Bygone mysteries left behind,
At the mercy of wandering winds.
Pale sighs in the cool night air,
Told of truths no longer there.
Phantom stories once held dear,
Faded away as dawn drew near.
In archaic forests, where night prevailed,
Paradoxes lurking along hidden paths.
Moonlight cast its silver sheen,
On vanished tales and broken dreams.
Old ruins, riddles long past,
Secrets kept but never to last.
Mysteries cast in shadow’s hold,
In the halls where dreams grew cold.
In the fog where silence assembled,
Lay the end of vanished lanes.
Mysteries lingered, then were gone,
In the fleeting touch of dawn.
Through ancient woods and misty moors,
Mysteries slipped through unseen doors.
Were lost to sight into the night’s embrace,
Leaving whispers in their trace.
In the tranquillity where shadows danced,
Ancient sighs drifted away.
Each nook held a tale so frail,
Of vanished dreams and secrets pale.
In the night where secrets come to an end,
Rested the mysteries, now at peace.
Disappeared in twilight’s seam,
Lost forever in a dream.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
