Abyss blooms beneath
the surface of dreams,
ink seeps into the
luminescent void.
Thoughts like whispered echoes
float through the expanse,
casting shades of forgotten tales
that dance in the dark.

Fingers trace the lines
of an unseen horizon,
waves of silence breach
the heart's echo chamber.
Through the mist,
a glimmer emerges,
half-formed stories
etched in the fabric
of time.

In the drift, find
the weight of a single
breath, a cosmic sigh
that holds the universe's wisdom.
Rays of sorrow
and joy entwined,
illuminating the path
along ink-stained seas.