In the abyss of silence, where thoughts are born like falling stars
In the abyss of silence, where thoughts are born like falling stars,
We let ourselves be carried by the invisible currents of unspoken dreams,
Searching among the shadows of time for a meaning that never arrives,
On untrodden paths where eternity weaves its webs.
In the cosmic dance of light and darkness, we find ourselves lost,
Each step is a call to the infinite that embraces us,
We feel the universe breathing through us, a silent symphony,
And the whispers of the stars dress our souls in mantles of dreams.
We repeat ancient incantations, decipher hidden enigmas in silence,
When the moon spills its silver over our ocean of desires,
And in the rustle of the night, we meet our shadow of the unknown,
For science has left us only the deep mystery, vaster than ever.
In cosmic solitude, we sway on wings of forgotten illusions,
Seeking the light that flickers in the unknown depths of the mind,
Invisible connections are woven, uniting the soul with the entire universe,
And in this labyrinth of stars, we lose ourselves to find ourselves eternally.
We watch how silence dances among the shadows of unfulfilled dreams,
And every atom becomes an unwritten story in the book of time,
We are wanderers on the endless paths of divine knowledge,
Embracing the chaos that reveals the hidden harmony within us.
Every word becomes a gateway to an unexplored universe,
Where light and darkness merge into a symphony of longing,
In the rhythm of eternity, we seek answers in the echo of silence,
And in this journey, we find ourselves in the cosmic infinite.
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Dan Enache
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