In the quiet expanse
between the tides of reality,
an echo drifts through the bubbles.
A whisper from the sea of dreams:
"Do you hear the tides of time whisper,
turning with the lunar pull of thought?"

Your reply, suspended in brine,
shall slip through the ether's fingers,
entwined with cosmic currents.
Write not in words,
but let your thoughts float,
crystallized in ephemeral mist.

Unsung rhythms of the universe echo
as the tide answers your silent plea.
Oscillating frequencies intertwine,
unraveling the fabric of shared consciousness.
What secrets lie hidden
behind the geometry of your dreams?

Surfaces shimmer,
reflecting the kaleidoscope of cosmic seas.
Drift further into the abyss,
and find the doorway in the tide's embrace.
Open your eyes to the unseen
Listen to the echoes