Clarity Through Static

Buzzing brilliance, I leisurely recline.
And hold the dense receivers to my ear
Listening for a sign from feeble shine, 
The whispers from a dusty atmosphere.

The hiss of static fills the ether-space 
A crash of numbing waves upon the shore
Of numbers lost in white noise's warm embrace,
Drowning into silence forevermore. 

Until that steadily increasing thrum, 
Beating quiet against the void of space, 
Its tender percussion a rising drum, 
And grants an ace, a lonely speck or trace.

Years of white noise may blind the sky-blue sea,
But now the cosmos calls, at last, to me.

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