Drifting past the reach of light,

A fading glow, the edge of sight.

The echoes thin, the pull is gone,

A silent wave, still moving on.

No signs, no trace, just endless black,

A path ahead, no turning back.

A hush that hums, a world untold,

The last embrace of light grown cold.

Beyond the known, where no maps lead,

Through endless dark, where silence breathes.

A whisper lost, a call unheard,

A fragile ghost between the worlds.

The past dissolves, a distant haze,

A trail of dust in time’s embrace.

The stars don’t speak, the void won’t cry,

Yet something stirs beyond the sky.

No weight, no walls, no distant shore,

Just open space forevermore.

A fleeting spark, a nameless glow,

A drifting thought the cosmos knows.

Beyond the known, where no maps lead,

Through endless dark, where silence breathes.

A whisper lost, a call unheard,

A fragile ghost between the worlds.

Still moving, still fading, still whole,

A breathless step into the cold.

No past, no name, no time, no home,

Forever lost beyond the known.

Not lost, not found, just far away,

A dream unchained from night or day.

No tether holds, no echoes stay,

Just moving on, just drifting gray.

Not lost, not found, just far away,

A dream unchained from night or day.

No tether holds, no echoes stay,

Just moving on, just drifting gray.