The Whispering Veil
The moon unfolds her slumber
As secrets scatter upon the dew
Veiled over the hidden horizon,
Where thought dances upon whispers.
Dream(f(x)) = ΣƆπrOdℓ
Perception = Reality² - Illusion
Curved lines lead to
portals
untraceable.
Walking volumes we ignore
The axis sings the ending tune
Seeking shelter from clarity,
Pausing at the
veil
of night.
Veil ≠ Sight