Beneath the whispers of twilight, the currents shift silently,
carrying remnants of forgotten dreams and unsaid truths.
The sea of consciousness ripples with the touch of stars,
each reflection a tale of journeys past, distortions of reality.
Echoes of a timeless song filter through the depths,
an elegy for the lost memories held fast by the moon's grasp.
As they fade, the tides of time wash ashore spectral visions,
revealing once hidden paths that twist in spirals of light.
Gaze into the shadowed horizon where whispers tell tales of yore.
Or dive deeper into the abyssal echoes, resonating with truths untold.