The Frequencies
Signals flicker through the silence, echoes of the unsaid
In the labyrinth of frequency, the shadows hum a forgotten tune
Beneath the wave's gentle pulse, whispers of dreams untold
Voices like mist, seeking the embrace of the lost and the lingering
Do you hear the frequencies, the songs of the night's refrain?
In the echo of the light, a prelude to the unseen whisper