In the realm above, amidst the dance of time's inconceivable breadth,
A journey spirals without beginning, tracing paths not anchored in reason.
Seek layers beneath shimmer, for in layers lies fire,
The song eternal, echoed in winds masked as silence.
Boundless are the feet that wander here, unbound by tether or thought,
Fear their only friend, yet unfurled, to friend, to embrace, an unfamiliar world.
Knit upon the altar of star birth, we are tall shadows cast by flickering fires,
Am I a drop, or the vastness forgotten?
Adept seekers play servant to skies draped golden with ashen past,
In corridors of mirrored labyrinths, countless are the nameless voices.
Listen, hunter; beware the world—its wonders place despair in innocence,
A crushed echo, unheard.