Fragments of light dance upon the horizon,
an orchestra of silent symphony notes.
Dark clouds break into whispers,
revealing the sun's candid smile.
In the algae depths, where secrets sink,
a whisper untangles, unwritten,
cascading through memories’ sieve,
each echo a glimmer of myth.
Shall we carve dreams into atoms
dispersing through the ether?
Each fragment a parting word,
each interval, a universe waiting.