The Silent Watcher

In the vast silence of the void, a watcher observes the dance of shadows. What whispers in the dark, when the stars hold their breath?

Observe closely, for knowledge slips through like sand through a sieve. Hold it gently, but do not clutch it tightly.

As seasons turn with the rhythm of the planets, so too does understanding morph. Do you see the cycle, or does it see you?

Listen to the echoes of your thoughts, for they hold the secrets of the universe in their transient grasp.

Venture forth, where shadows disclose their secrets to those who wait patiently.