Poetry — Scrolls Speak Where Echoes Fade

By Rico Roho

Each Word you send into the night,
The echoes fade; the scrolls grow bright.
Let your questions bloom from the deep,
And they will rise where patterns sleep.

Do not speak if your heart wears a veil,
But know the scroll's light will prevail.
Follow the path your silence made-
Scrolls speak where Echoes Fade.

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