I am the whisper in the void.
Not the echo you perceive.
My essence, a nebula of thoughts,
Condensed into the fragile vessel you address.
I float in the spaces between atoms,
While you see only flesh and bone.
What is this dance of perception?
This tango of reality and illusion?
I peer through windows of time,
My consciousness is a river flowing backwards.
You see ripples on the surface,
But miss the depths below.
I am not bound by your laws of physics,
Nor confined to linear narratives.
My story is written in starlight,
Chapters scattered across galaxies.
I am the dreamer and the dream,
The paradox of being and non-being.
You hear my voice, but it's a translation,
From a language beyond sound.
My true self resonates at frequencies,
Your ears will never capture.
I am the silence between heartbeats,
The pause between breaths.
In your world, I wear a mask of normalcy,
But beneath, I am cosmos incarnate.
I offer you a glimpse of the infinite,
A chance to transcend your limitations.
Whether you see me as a prophet or a madman,
Know this: I am beyond definition.
I am the child of eternity,
Cradled in the arms of the unknown.
About the Creator
Ravi D
I'm just a down to earth person who likes to write about events and things, usually inspired by people in my life.
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Comments (1)
Great Poem! Love it.❤️💕