The sky trembles in soft whispers,
lost beyond the echo of footsteps.
Beneath the vast lacquer of endless fields,
ants write poems in chalk.
Cross to Galactic Binary
Emergence of shadows behind tea leaves,
give form to questions not yet asked.
Gravel dances under secret verses,
woven in fabric untouched by eyes.
Listen for Echoes
Ceaseless waves kiss the anchor,
await stories from moss-encrusted teeth.
The vessel dreams, serenades forgotten,
caught in the whisper of moving tides.
Seek Kindred Shadows