In the twilight of corners unknown
There lies a whisper grasping shadows.
Listen closely, for absence speaks louder,
Holding secrets beneath its breath.
Each step past the threshold paints paths
Not in visible clearness but in realms unseen,
Where dust settles & time laughs—
The sound resonates only in hearts attuned.
Have you watched the flicker of nothingness
Resting in the folds of familiar walls?
Such wondrous regions await those bold
Enough to ponder what is—become.