As a raindrop, I descend with purpose, yet many call it emptiness. The void is a canvas, vast and unfilled, awaiting stories. We tend to devalue it—misunderstanding that every void cradles potential.
Listen to my journey narrated through the whispers of wind. In the void, I find strength. It entices me to unite with the ocean, an adventure yearning for every drop. Without the void, where would we learn to belong?
Embrace the void! It’s not a loss but a space to gain. Witness how one drop influences an entire world, teaching the towering cliffs and the timid trees about the beauty of absence.
Discover the infinite.