When you lose the intangible, seek the obvious hidden in shadow. Ever chase the fleeting warmth of a whispering glow? The secret lies: five steps left of yesterday, then a curious dance clockwise, until you caress the moon's gentle sigh.
To find what once was, first descend the staircase of forgotten dreams and rest shadowed at the edges of light's embrace. Repeat the incantation thrice while staring into the luminous void.
Follow through barely, linger near the murmur, and sense the river. Discover the essence of light when reflections hint not at clarity, but at mystery and dim confessions.