Beyond Time

Frost may cover. Silence may gather. Yet truth Still stands. Ha, ha, ha. No, no, no banner flies above this hill. No throne commands the northern still. Only a stone that greets the dawn, Long after every age is gone. The moss has veiled forgotten signs, Yet not the soul beneath the lines. If every face is lost, what refuses to disappear? You may forget my face. Never forget my way. You may lose my name, not the truth I Gave. Time can weather bone and sky. Time cannot unteach a life. Honor leaves a living trace. Long after memory leaves a face. A child reached out with wondering hands. No tale, no map, no last commands. He touched the stone without a word, Yet somehow every heart was stirred. Not every story must be told. Some are simply lived and known. The wind became the final guide, Where silent legacies abide. Listen beyond the silence. The greatest voices never shout. Don’t remember who I was, remember what I chose. Don’t remember how I looked, remember what I Showed. Kingdoms vanish into dust. Only virtue earns our trust. What survives the endless years? Is the life that conquered fear. Stone of winter, keeper of breath. Hold our footsteps. Beyond our death. Not our faces. Not our voices. Keep our honor. Through all ages. When no eye recalls my face. Let my choices take my place. When no tongue can speak my name. Let my honor still remain. Not in marble, not in gold. But in every heart they hold. Life will end, but values stay. That is how we outlive time. The stone says nothing. Yet everything remains. The silent memory. Still breathes.