On realms hidden within the folds of the celestial map, a murmur of light is woven

On realms hidden within the folds of the celestial map, a murmur of light is woven, And among the sacred, within an inner world, resounds the divine call. Your values, ancient bastions within the whirlpool of the ages, raise them as standards, Be the echo among souls, in their endless dance, parallel and burning. On the vast stage of the universe, where each soul seeks its match in the heavy scale, Align with the cosmic symphony, where each note finds its answer in another star. Say "no" to the glass beads that do not reflect your light, that do not know your worth at sea, So that, through a predestined fate, the soulmate will appear, unknown when or from where. Know the allegory of the path, one that intertwines in the chords of hearts that vibrate mutedly, Embody your authentic virtue, like the pendulum of the sphere seeking its purpose in the divine odyssey. And refuse to walk the paths not destined for you, burning illusions in deception, Just so, on a day of wonder, your soulmate will appear, a golden thread in the fabric of life, in a respite of love. In the vast field of existence, where each blade of grass bows before the wind carrying the tale, In unscripted times, your values weave their grandeur into a tapestry awaiting to be your life. Deviating from the trials of the world, aim for that union which is predestined in the murmur of the horizon, And find in the silence between heartbeats, the melody that has been prepared to emerge for you and your match. Now, walk down the alley of dreams, armed with the hope that your values will guide you, Through the countless dimensions of reality, where destiny plays its piece, enveloped in its magic. Refuse what is ephemeral, what does not reflect the depth and mastery of your soul, And open your arms to that someone, who in harmony with you, will complete the odyssey of life with symphony.