In lieu of twilight's tender embrace,
a distant whisper carried by the breeze
unfolds its hymn in crystal symphony.
The shadows cogitate, weaving
the tapestry of somnolent journeys,
where echoes of forgotten voices dwell.
Velvet reveries spinning in circles
around celestial polygons of thought,
demanding reverence in timeless passage.
The alignment of spectral aligners
finds purpose only in the clandestine ink
of interstellar missives.
Between realities lies a silence,
echoing with the thirst of forgotten ends,
unveiled now through the prism of void.
Elusive infinity paints the dusk
with prisms only understood
by the dwellers in realms untrodden.
The void speaks in tongues of light and shadow,
welcoming wanderers of the astral maze,
to find solace in revelation's embrace.