Transient Glow

The universe hums in silent spectrums,

where photons dance upon a razor's edge,

casting shadows in hues unseen by the blind.

Fearful intuition warns of the abyss,

a luminous void ready to swallow the unwary.

Yet, the glow beckons, a transient siren,

guiding the lost through refracted dreams.

Whisper of the Anemone | Aurora's Rebirth

Into the Indigo