Dancing between the droplets, the voice unfurls.
"Here in the hush of eternal tides," it murmurs,
"lie the unheard symphonies of liquid stars."
Ripples curved with secrets, adorned with shadow;
"Listen closely," they beckon, "to the void's song—
a melody woven in echoes, never heard, never told."
A starlit murmur, a luminous dance of the unseen;
Beneath the surface lies a mother’s lullaby,
raspy, serene, timeless—forever unanswered.
In between the heartbeats of endless blue,
shadows wade through unheard choruses—
voices locked in liquid dreams, waiting, echoing.