Threads of Destiny Unraveled

Time stretches, bated breath, the luminous weave
an echo of those restless stars
where dreams twist like smoke, tracing endless arcs,
forgotten voices chant lullabies that haunt

"A tempest rises in the stillness" - bitterness tastes sweet,
yet hearts dance in a waltz of yearning, frail fingers
grasping at fraying edges of the howling darkness.
beckoning
the illusion of choices made

Break the mirror, see your reflection
scattered across dimensions unforeseen,
where regrets linger like shadows—silent,
yet pulsating beneath the weight of each breath
as hope unfurls its delicate wings.