One must understand
the lesson offered by the void.
Silence, like a skilled instructor,
repeats itself, reverberating
within the bounds of emptiness.
It is here you shall find the meaning
of patience and the art of listening.
The walls of this room,
though invisible, are made of memory.
Each sound, each whisper, touches
these walls, sending chains of thoughts
that interlace in the air—an echo
of past light—and teach even those
who refuse to see, the lessons of time.
Venture further:
Mirror Dust |
Silence Web |
Shadow Play
Let these echoes guide you,
as they dance silently
upon the strings of the universe.