Send a signal send it now these invisible ways weave through forest hushed voices glinting secrets antenna in the canopy vibrations translation misunderstood whisper whisper antenna words in rustling leaves oh hint touch timber with care coral secrets they'll cover them listen listen for the breath between silence murmur.
Do glints always mean direction or deception? Memory of abandonment lost in fog the color chart speaks again through molecular vibrations lights that flicker constantly beckoning but shadows too hesitate hesitate echo from unknown depths what it means to find connection in disconnect oh how the unseen forest hides echo.
Synchronous clocks whisper their own language trees form sentences in their own script ever read but never written here's where altitudes dwell exchanges of altitudes and descents glint like tears, faults foretold will navigate roads not paved yet paths.