Distant Gaze

The echo of shadows whispers
In kaleidoscopic reveries,
Fractals slicing the dreamscape,
Spilling over crumbling thoughts.
A crystal prism, twilight’s breath
Unfolds like the petals of forgotten things.
 
The weight of light lingers,
Riddles etched in starlit murmurs,
Each glance a thread, weaving
Between realms of the inharmony.
 
Existence glows, nebulae of whispers
Twisted canvases, painted by night,
Fluid spirals collide. Can you see?
The patterns pulse within the spirals.