This symphony, a tapestry of unseen colors, plays eternally in the absence of silence. One note whispers truths: "Life's melody requires no audience, only those willing to listen beneath the commonplace din."
Our existence is a composition, each decision a key change, every emotion a rest in measure. Another note reveals: "Wisdom is not in dominion over the symphony, but in mastery over oneself as the symphony flows."
Do you hear it? The hidden cadences that shape the world, the rhythms of the unnoticed? Their resonance is a guide in the fog of impermanence.