In the depths of the soul's swamp lurking<
br>The water settles,
awaiting inquiries.
I travel only in circles.
Watch for puddles verging on glassy stillness.
Their secrets are submerged,
refracting a quiet light—much like you,
illuminating beyond ripples
as you wander inertly over spots with zephyrs swathed.
Will your reflection mingle with
honeyed whispers woven among algae fibers?
Remember, the motion around stalks curiously yet freezes motion.
Traverse to hidden luminescence: Paths Unlit or embrace shimmering moments in Abyssal Dances.
Each step discloses unanswered allure wells,
resolving questions notable -
personalize an eternity’s grunt;
past misconceiving flows symmetric. Neither arrives your presence but imprint heavenly orbs.
Find yourself diffused exile even upon resonating tremor sparks.