Is it in the silence that we find truth,
or amidst the whispers of shadows?
When night wraps its tender arms around us,
do we dare to walk paths unknown?
Light, they say, reveals all,
yet what of the revelations born in darkness?
Seeking not answers, but resonance—
the echo of our souls in the void.
Let not the fear of shadows deter you,
for they dance only where light dares to tread.
In the quiet slips of time,
one discovers the fleeting nature of presence.
What we chase are not truths,
but the constellations of our mind's creation,
forming shapes that whisper stories
of pathways traveled and paths yet to blaze.