Pendulum of Time

Life, too, evolves;
into its own quiet composition.
Conducted, perhaps;
by instinct, study, and practice.
Interior architecture:
where aesthetics sets the tone,
poetic interiors hum;
a maestro in silent triumphs,
and a score of memories, unite.
A hush tempo,
ever-present amongst the seasons.
Held in its harmony,
a pendulum of time.
A hymn;
of orchestrated notes,
punctuate the air,
in synchrony,
through vaulted silence.
Senses escape gradient,
in timeless memento.
Instrumental unto itself:
a spatial symphony curated,
in fine composition;
mirrors the grace of living.