Soft winds reclined where your footsteps began
Carving the earth in lines no storm outran
Each mark you left still breathes a tender glow
A lull beneath the pulse of undertow
I wander back to every hidden trace
Finding your heartbeat woven through the place
The stones remember every quiet vow
Echoing truths I barely grasped ’til now
Your presence shaped the hush between the trees
A hush that still awakens with the breeze
Your name becomes the lantern of the past
A glimmer carved in moments meant to last
Though time may blur the pathways we rehearsed
And days may roughen all we once traversed
My soul returns unshaken and immersed
To where your footsteps echoed in me first