Echoes reverberate
in chambers hollow
where visions split
like shattered glass
on whispered waves of ether.

flicker, pulse
searching beneath the dim
nebulous forms weaving
through the mists of thought.

Unseen currents, unseen
truths, lost in the
labyrinthine corridors
of the mind,
an echo hollow
but eternal.

Decode
if you can,
the silent choruses
that sing in shadows
like dim stars
above a forgotten lake.

pathways to
glimpses of
unraveling whispers
slip beneath the
fabric of dreams.