Eternograf 5

There is within me a thirst, an unbounded hunger for the infinite, that pushes me ever forward, through darkness and light, through the desolation of my dreams, seeking a “something” that even words cannot name. If I were to reach that place, beyond the invisible borders of my own being, perhaps I would then understand that I was never truly alone, that every star, every shadow, every whisper lost to the wind carried me within it, like a spark from an undying fire.