Echoes in the Abyss

In the depths of a forgotten sea, where shadows dance upon the wall, Dolphins leap, their forms a fleeting whisper, a moment's pause, a call. The flowers stand, a testament to time, their petals a delicate sigh, As the world outside fades, and the heart's deep well begins to dry. In this room, where memories reside, and the past converges with the tide, A window to the soul, a glimpse of what's been, and what's yet to be tried. The birds, they fly, a symbol of the freedom that the heart desires, As the dolphins leap, a reminder of the joy that never tires. The poppies bloom, a fiery spark, a flame that burns, a heart that's bold, A story told, of love and loss, of moments lived, and moments cold. In this mixed-media tableau, where textures blend, and colors fade, A tale of longing, a journey through the depths, where shadows are made.