In the quiet depths where whispers fade,
The heartbeat of the cosmos sighs—
A rhythm untold, woven in the stars,
Threads of silence, woven, seam by seam.
Moonlit serenades dance
On the edges of forgotten dreams;
Echoes of a time not lost,
But suspended in twilight's embrace.
Seek the rhythm hidden deep
Beneath the waves of time,
And find your reflection—
A symphony, a tapestry,
Of worlds unseen, of truths unspoken.
Let the silken notes guide you,
Through corridors of silent echoes:
The place where dreams breathe,
And reality bends, tender and knowing.