whisper between the seams shut by clattering remnants archive surreptitious placeholders shuffled by invisible hands. encounter paths not taken when sleep broths ashes, paths woven.
do not try to tame the flickering lanterns that mow winds across forgotten abysses. there lies somewhere out of sight a concealed harbor of epiphanies, watered by the echo of laughter singing through tunnels of yesteryear.
Invite the corners of your mind yearning to pitter-patter within fractal yellow tulips finally taking root on the morrow's horizons. Beyond curtain fringes, the narrative has no beginning nor end yet knows the cadence of your heartbeat.
Contact the fissures, mend the splendid rifts as thou seeketh paths etched in sand alongside ephemeral dawn's creeping mystery.
Unearth Fragments Pathways To Light