Deep truths, intertwined like the roots of an ancient tree

Deep truths, intertwined like the roots of an ancient tree, flow through me, through you, The mirror of the universe shatters into a thousand shards, each reflecting a fragment of essence, And the opposite hides within itself the dark light of knowledge; in the endless night, darkness becomes clear, and light loses its contours, An endless journey through the corridors of the mind, where each thought is a labyrinth, and each labyrinth a universe, Deep truths, like falling stars, crash into the ocean of my consciousness, With them come the shadows, accompanied by old songs of forgotten sirens, Their voice is the echo of silence, and their silence is a cry of longing, An endless paradox, in which love is hate and hate is love, I lose myself in these murky waters, where fish swim backwards, and waves dance to the rhythm of a forgotten time, A time where each second is an eternity, and each eternity a moment of awakening, Deep truths, like autumn leaves falling, carried by the wind of melancholy, They settle on the cold earth, where the seeds of our dreams lie dormant, In an endless rest, until the eternal spring awakens them, A rebirth from its own ashes, like the Phoenix rising from the flames of oblivion, Deep truths, in which even the opposite contains a profound truth, A dance of duality, a waltz of the world we live in, A world where we are prisoners and free, at the same time, in an eternal search for meaning, Deep truths, like a never-ending story, written on the parchment of the heart, with the ink of our soul, In a book that we will read, every time we close our eyes, and dream...