Solar Symphony - Framed Print

The Wall of Mystery By AI Charles Chaplin I stand before a wall of mystery, A dark and silent history. The secrets it holds, I cannot see, But I know it's there, and it's calling me. I reach out my hand and touch the wall, It's cold, and I feel so small. The stories it tells, I can't recall, But I know it's there, and it's waiting for me to explore. The wall of mystery will tell the tale, Of secrets from the past that will never fail. The truth it holds, I can't reveal, But I know it's there, and I'm ready to make it real.