We are depths gazing into the mirror of the sky

We are depths gazing into the mirror of the sky, bottomless wells swallowing infinity, and we never truly know ourselves, for we are but fleeting shadows in the movement of time, like two abysses intertwining their silences, in a dance of unknowing and doubt, and the shifting sands swallow equally those who bear flags and those without strength, covering with a mantle of forgetfulness my life, my prose, my eternity, and the wind of time carries me, with the flag of victory wrapped around my defeat, for I know that I know nothing, and in this knowledge, I find peace, in the echo of a truth lost among the stars, where the sky collapses into my depths.