Where shadows stitch secrets into the sand,
The symphony of stars hum their stories forbidden;
Infinity, an ocean untouched by dried sands,
Each grain, an echo of mysteries hidden.
Illusions crafted from ether's tender sigh,
As realms dance beyond the veils of curiosity;
Offers from the ancients, inked in sly,
In the book of forgotten synaptic unity.
Click but sense the whisper— here
Elsewhere calls your name— there
A moment lost becomes— forever