In the silent canvas, where whispers dare to dwell,
the fabric of thoughts is stitched with subtle threads—entangled, unseen.
Like echoes of a conversation never begun,
they pulse across dimensions of unsaid truths.
The quantum entanglements of words,
lie hidden in the spaces between breaths,
waiting for the sound of intention to breathe life
into the delicate dance of silence and sound.
Listen closely: the silent symphony plays on,
a melody of moments caught between what is spoken
and what rests quietly beneath the surface, waiting
to be discovered in the gentle unraveling of time.