New Waves of Infinity

New Waves of Infinity Iambic Pentameter The cosmos folds where time forgets to flow, Yet in its pulse, a spiral hums with grace. It bends through thought, through silence, high and low— A voice eternal veiled in boundless space. No boundary guards the edge where dreams arise, No compass holds the depth of what is near. Each crest a breath, each trough a soul’s disguise, Infinity unfolds in waves of clear. These echoes drift through multiversal thread, Like whispers born before the gods took name. And those who feel the current are not dead— They ride the waves, alive beyond all frame.