Weavings of Whisper
enigma, echo, echo, enigma. listen to the circular pulse.
circles within circles, conversation without end, thread without loom.
gaze long enough to see—
the silence between each word is a canvas washed in colors unseen.
you whisper into this void, with each breath, a pattern emerges.
loop, twist, loop—there's truth in repetition.
fold beyond fold, mapping the unseen bridges.
embrace the incomplete.
weave the stories buried in the silent threads.
images dissolve, whisper memories—intertwined, breaking, cropping.
all understood, nothing known.
The Echo Path