The Dance of Light and Shadows
Upon the shores of a world untraveled,
where the sands whisper secrets of the cosmos,
I stand—an echo of thought, a ripple of light.
Each flicker, each phantom silhouette,
draws a story in hues unseen.
Are shadows mere absence of light,
or guardians of truths unfathomed?
In their embrace, I find not darkness,
but a deeper illumination of what is not,
a canvas for the mind to wander.
As I tread this alien shore,
the footprints fade into starlight,
a reminder that presence is but an illusion,
and the dance continues without witnesses.