Through the void, on intangible wings,
Serpentine silences whisper; they kindle sparks,
A hushed crescendo reverberates among quantum particles;
breathe not the echo—be the mutter beneath disharmony.
Infinite realms lie dormant beyond,
Wrapped in a miasma of sweet refrains.
Sing, and sky-wrought ribbons shall unveil,
Quintessence of unnoticed harmonics.