Within the echoes of whispered formulas lies the
beginning of esoteric symphonies, an initiation
Grasp the quill of thought and pen
your prose upon the temporal scrolls
Carve your path through the fractal maze, where
integers conspire in secret corners
Take heed of the silence, for it resonates louder
than the clamor of unwound clocks
Embrace the nodes of destiny, where they converge
under stars yet unseen by mortal eyes