In the quiet whispers between seconds, the future murmurs. It insists on things never promised and shadows that dance, unseen, until the last moment of your grasp. Hold them lightly.
Shadows cast by uncertain lights often depict figures of our deepest fears and unacknowledged dreams. Learn to see them not as foes but as guides through ephemeral paths. Breathe life into these silhouettes, comprehending their purpose, which adapts as you tread forth.
Understanding the transient can illuminate the abstract. Trace the edges of knowledge with cautious fingertips; they may unravel in dust before you know their shape.
Where the past leans in close, listen well, for echoes tell tales of what once was, shaping the shadows of what is to come. Instruct yourself in the art of patience while heeding the winds.