Mind's Own Quest
Mist veils face,
In Twilight's hidden grace,
Shadow dances, light, ethereal.
Softly through memory's streets, glides, a phantom's bride,
Past windows wide, where dreams and destinies collide,
Secrets kept, enigma aerial.
Ephemeral guest, quest,
Mind's own quest.
Note: The poem is a lyrical exploration of the memory’s introspective journey through the ambiguous and fleeting realms of existence and understanding.