In the silent spaces between stars, why do whispers of your thoughts echo back? Recognizing this resonance, one faces the cosmos not with questions, but with understanding. Can we not see that every fragment has a role, every particle a story?
In the silent spaces between stars, why do whispers of your thoughts echo back? Recognizing this resonance, one faces the cosmos not with questions, but with understanding. Can we not see that every fragment has a role, every particle a story?