Through veils of time, where echoes bend, A dance of light, the stars descend. The void hums deep, a whispered lore, Of forms undone and born once more. O seekers lost in midnight's flow, Behold the fire, let wisdom grow. For change is not a fleeting breath, But deathless life defying death. The old is dust, the new yet dream, A golden hymn, a silver gleam. Through shifting tides of thought untold, The cosmos weaves—resplendent, bold. No shape remains, no past shall stay, Yet all becomes, in sacred play. From stillness wakes the storming wave— A world reborn beyond the grave. By hand unseen, the fates align, A future carved in light divine. Transforming, endless, high, and free, The soul dissolves—eternally