In the void that echoes,
the soft assurance always lies hidden.
Trust the silence to reveal its secrets.
Why do the whispers of the obscure
offer clearer truths than most spoken words?

For every transitory moment
that feels like a shadow of a thought,
there lies a seed of understanding.
Can comfort be found in embracing
the very confusion we resist?

Doubt not the harmony buried in chaos;
reality folds softly into the unseen corners,
allowing the perplexity to soothe.

Certainty right behind uncertainty,
the mind's blurred edges, clues to profound wisdom.
Seek it where clarity shrouds itself in confusion,
where clarity cloaked itself embraces.