Reverse the melody,
where whispers sing backwards.
In the echoing silence,
truths fracture like ice,
splitting under the weight
of unheard harmonies.
Quantum wonders unfold in
the blink of a star’s wink,
wrapped in the fog of time’s
gentle embrace.
Each note—a particle,
each silence—a wave,
dancing on the edge
of reality's mirror.
And there, in the shards,
a reflection of a reflection,
whispers of an unsung truth
that never was,
forever will be
in the reverberations
of a forgotten dream.