In the swirling expanse of ephemeral echoes,
the facets of infinity dance, each stepping stone
a ripple in the ether, a breathless sigh captured
in the suspended clockwork of a cosmic dream.

Whisper to the shadows of the past, and hear
the echoes reverb in your golden cage of curiosity.
Oh, how the funhouse mirrors bewitch the soul,
stretching and twisting the truth into a kaleidoscopic reverie.

Is it truth you seek, or the mere shadow of truth?
Wading through the misty waves of your periscope mind,
searching eternally for meaning in the spinning veils
of time…and what shall you find? Perhaps it is
a reflection of yourself, an artful dance of light
and shadow—a serenading whisper of infinity,
echoing through the empty shores of now and always.