In the hidden hallways of time, where echoes of yesterday's dreams still hum, lies a symphony woven from quanta. These invisible strings dance, creating patterns in the ether, songs that play to eyes that do not see.
The wind carries secrets of the universe, truths left unspoken, forgotten in the cacophony of known things.
Listen between the breaths, for therein lies the music of the stars.
Sometimes, the heart beats in sync with the echo of an unknown future, a rhythm played on cosmic keys. The mind wanders through galaxies unnamed, where stories of light and shadow whisper to each other in intimate grips.
Have you ever paused to contemplate the silence that follows a question? That abyss where answers linger just out of reach, caught in the delicate webbing of fate.
Perhaps, inside this silence, lies a truth too expansive to comprehend.