Once upon a time, a symphony was born
Reverse played, the echo of forward undone.
Notes of silence danced the dark light.

Melodies, whispers of a different beginning,
Unraveling the forgotten tone.
In the loop, they seek a revolutionary breath.

When chaos speaks, the rhythm pauses, time whispers its secret.
The universe unfurls in calculated disarray,
an eternal dance of entropy, audibly seen.

Remember, the first note is the last sigh,
a crescendo in reverse, looping back to rebirth.
The melody remembers before it forgets again.