Listen.
In the spaces between heartbeats, where echoes of the cosmos intertwine,
the lacework of stars hums a forgotten melody.
Here, whispers of ancient frequencies touch your soul,
unraveling the woven tapestry of time.
Echoes dance in fractals,
resonating with the pulse of the universe.
The mind, a labyrinth of colors, drifts on waves of
chromatic vibrations.
Shadows cast by thought become visions,
and every breath is a note in an endless symphony.
Forgetful stars wander, chords like forgotten dreams,
and the night sings of things unspoken, unremembered.
In this realm, harmony becomes the strange frequency,
a sweet dissonance of the cosmic choir.
Time loses its meaning,
and the dance of the celestial silence breathes in colors unknown.