To catch a thought often lost amid the echoes, gaze into the streaming rivers of light and darkness. Observe as they intermingle, creating ephemeral patterns upon the surface. Understanding lies therein.
*Listen closely; it maintains its resonance only while borne on us.*Step lightly upon each reflective ripple, allowing the mind's reflection to clarify. Questions are but leaves upon these currents, drifting where the undertow unseen directs.
In silence, let silence be your tutor. Empty spaces between spoken words are not blank; they pulsate with potentiality, a plethora of ethereal whispers awaiting embodiment.
Tread different avenues in thought