I am the mist drifting throughout energies engulfed by rays of colour and light. The murmur that ripples across the sounds of whispers in the dark.
The music that reaches across the parallel to immerse the soul in hidden quiet and beauty.
I am the shadow that glides through the vines weaving a carpet to pave momentary paths. The essence of thought that inspires and movement of time, through windows of choice. The focus that shrouds the way and opens the possible for seekers of knowledge.
I am the wisdom spoke of in dream and final breath to suppose a lifting of veil or precipice of understanding. The light that pierces the boundaries of consciousness that evolves through becoming. The seasons through quarters of time that enchant the unseen and forge the unknown.
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