Cosmic Dimensions Overview

Clocks without hours drift silently over the lavender-colored ocean, where whispers of past lives linger in the air.

The goldfish sang lullabies to the stars while floating beneath the gravel sky.

Through the eyes of the wind, she saw little boys with paper crowns reigning over giant teacups.

Shadows of forgotten vacations danced along the corals in the amber glow of fading constellations.

A clock without hands sandwiches strawberries between dimensions of lost time.

Cities breathe in time with the oceans, pulsating rhythms beneath the stars of distant yesterdays.