Shadows lengthen over the amber glow. Each breath, an echo of yesterday's long-forgotten silence.
Unraveled thoughts cascade like leaves adrift on ephemeral currents, seeking meaning – finding none.
silent whisper
A clock ticks monotonously, cascading into darkness. Numbers are but a smattering of stars in a convoluted sky.
Have you pondered the muted dance that particles engage in under your skin, an orchestration unheard, unseen?
unspoken truth
In the dormancy of twilight shadows, cathedrals rise from forgotten pages, echoing the scriptures long erased.
The mind treads softly upon dreams woven in starlit velvet, mere whispers of the soul.
Loneliness, your inseparable ally in a world woven with noise.
journal of echoes