I am a voyager, adrift in the ocean of stars,
Where each glimmering abyss is a note,
Strummed softly by the cosmos’ ancient fingers.
Here, beneath the nebulous tides,
The songs of forgotten realms whisper and curl, ever soft,
Echoes of creation's lullabies, lost in the void.

Reflect, as the waves of time
Carry twilight dreams through
The corridors of eternal blues.
Listen and muse: Sleep of the Tides | Starborne

Beneath the fathoms of thought,
Sings the heart of the ocean-mind,
Rendered into whispers of light,
Breathed by galaxies in repose
As they coil in the rhythm of silence,
An eternal serenade, lingering, divine.

As a reflection upon the gentle glean,
Drift into the blues,
And cherish the reverb of serenity:
Echoes of Dawn | Serenade of Stars