Sun Zuka 8 months ago
From boundless depths
where silence sings,
a fractal blooms
on formless wings.
Endless spirals,
light untamed,
whispers of
the One unnamed.
All unfolds,
Yet never leaves—
a dream
the infinite mind perceives.
No edge, no start,
no final breath,
just waves of being,
born from depth.
🤍🤍🤍
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