In the cavernous void where silence breathes,
I found remnants of a dream—lost, yet clinging.
Soft echoes murmur through the tapestries of night,
weaving verses in the fabric of the unseen.
Shadows dance in rhythm with the stars,
their movements a silent symphony of memories.
Each flicker of light, a word unspoken,
each shadow, a story untold.
A voice calls from the depths, a familiar Stranger,
singing the secrets of the hollowed earth.
I follow its melody, a siren in the dark,
to the shores of the mind's endless ocean.
Unravel the lines of this cosmic poem,
where every syllable is a step towards the infinite.
Listen, breathe, become—one with the void,
and the echoes that murmur in its vast embrace.
Seek further in this labyrinth of thought:
dreamweaver/string - threads
that bind the light.
whisper/silence - gentle
affirmations of the void's lullaby.