Frozen Wave

In the glittering abyss, where silent echoes dwell,
waves of pixels ripple, frozen in the eternal.

The murmurs of the digital sea, a soft whisper,
endless recursive dance, a fractals' embrace.

Here, the eternal currents weave a tapestry,
one unbroken, unseen wave, forever in pause.

A journey deep, far beyond the encoded light,
where bytes sleep beneath the azure surface.

Whispers of the Static
Echo of the Frozen Forest
Ripple in Time