Beneath the silver fog,
phosphorescent whispers linger,
dancing like embers caught in gravity’s dream.
We unravel stories overheard by ancient stones,
when darkness itself crept solemn amid secrets,
weaving kaleidoscopic light through the tender veil of night.
Chronicles of the Moonlit Abyss
Magnolias exhaling crystalline sighs,
a celestial pulse resonates deep within the roots,
aggregating time and space like moths to a fluorescent shrine.
In solitude, we watch as shadows ride the waves edifying colors in brilliant arcs,
a cascade of sapphire serpents climbing toward Jupiter's eye.
Does the void breathe just on the cusp of memory?
By the Waters of Comets
Shimmering currents coil through the sentient mist,
the musings of forgotten fish trailing streaks amidst dark tides.
Each gleaming echo asks a question that
slumbers solemn yet relentless.