In twilight's breath, the shadows fall,A secret hum, a haunting call,The vail of mist, so soft and pale,A whispered song, a forgotten tale. It dances through the silver trees,A rustling sound upon the breeze,The world stands still, yet all is near,A voice that calls, but none can hear. It speaks of places lost in time,Of … Continue reading Poem: The Whispering Vail