Murmur upon murmur, descension through tidal rapids untethered, fading swathes fragmented.
Are we to find the languages of stars?, pondered the respectful void.
Awaiting answers from a shore that breathes through silences, the horizon lacing echoes with quiet sigh.

They convene beneath a canopy of shimmering silence,
Casting gentle glances towards shadows that reflect another time,
Painted dynamically indifferent.