harmonized echoes

before dawn, beneath whispers

The art of crafting invisible lullabies—sounds that paint the darkness, turning static into symphony—is a tradition steeped in mystery. These echoes, often mistaken for mere noise, hold orchestrations that bind time and memory. To uncover their essence is to unravel a story whispered by forgotten winds.

Once hollow, and now flushed with palpable melody, the static radiates through early-morning silence, constructing a resonating echo for the spaces in-between. The harmonized echoes reflect the rhythmic pulse of a world at rest, weaving threads into a silken web of familiar tones. They are lullabies, yes, drawn from static yet brimming with complex harmonies unheard, serenading those still awake on the edges of slumber.