Perpetual Vestiges

I

Stone arches crumble beneath shadows cast

by unnamed centuries, silent testimony

to hearts once brimming with ambition.

II

Laurel crowns dissolve to dust,

their glitter drifting on every breeze,

soft reminders of glories left behind.

III

Roads uncoil through continents,

time pulsing in leftover footprints,

rusted coins and broken shards marking devotion.

IV

Meals reverberate with ancient flavors,

wine swirling in clay cups once tossed aside,

herbs murmuring lullabies to modern tongues.

V

Fragments once abandoned now glow with meaning,

each shard a quiet portal

into the soft cadence of unspoken moments.

VI

Did they sense the weight of futures

beneath marble domes resounding with ambition,

or wonder how far their shadows might extend?

VII

Were they stargazers, content with a single horizon,

never suspecting

their hearts would one day beat in us?

A POV walk through the forum in ancient rome in the year 69 AD.