In the quiet corners of your mind, there rests a collection of amber thoughts, each a snapshot of the ephemeral. Crystalline, they hold within them the essence of moments—fleeting and infinite.
Listen closely; the cosmic wind has secrets to tell. How it rustles through the trees, a symphony older than time, echoing through the canyons of our memories. Each gust carries a whisper, a story untold, waiting for a kindred ear.
In the silence, there’s the hum of distant stars, the soft murmur of galaxies spinning tales of their births and deaths. Each one a flicker, a breath, an ember in the vast cosmic fire.
Stand a while in this amber space. Feel the world breathe around you, a collective sigh of ancient wisdom. Here, in this moment, there is the universe, whispering its truths.