In a world where Schrödinger's cat naps beneath the fractal trees,
Quantum orchids bloom in hues unseen by naked eyes.
Here, time dances backward, a playful waltz,
Entangled whispers echo through the spatial voids.
The stars are seeds, scattered across a cosmic garden bed,
Each a universe locked within its luminous shell.
Walk softly among quantum petals, for reality is but a dream,
And in this dream, you are both explorer and the garden's essence.