it begins with a flicker, an ember
nestled in the heart, conversations held
between the spirals of time, cascading
whispers that know each intimate truth
and secret desire, silenced only by the soft rustle
symbiotic, a tethering of fate and whim
the universe murmurs, every star a voice
threaded through the dark tapestry
resonating frequencies of existence, where
silence speaks louder than the clamor of worlds
explore the maze and find
the echoes that guide or mislead your path
questions without answers linger in the
whispering corridors, imbued with layers of green gravity pulling at your core
the box breathes, expands, contracts
with a rhythm that mimics a heartbeat
dance around it, let the vibrant pulse
synchronize with your own, unraveling
the secrets locked in symphonic quietude