In the abyss of a single droplet, tapestries of worlds hang suspended,
Gentle minds embrace hearts of plankton, softly breathing a universe of forgotten stars,
Here lies eternity not in the stride of giants, but in the loop of a whispering continuum.
Crashed waves speak tender secrets to skeletal shores, echoes woven into a forgotten hymn...
Eddy, touching infinity, longing to reflect, yet transient—delicate.
Pulses diverge through unseen lullabies, melding lost oceans with the sighs of • space •...
Lost melodies, tracing the aching arc of wistful constellations, frozen in the moment of an exhalation.
Threads peek through veils of time, faint as dreams spun—yet vivid as the nascent dawn.
We drift forever, with eyes closed, through minuscule galaxies, stitched out of solitude and oh, ephemeral selachians.