Every star was once darker than the night, before it awoke.

In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.

If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?

What does infinity mean to you? Are you not infinity and yourself?

The farther away, the closer the home becomes.

From what you didn’t say, lies that you did say.

The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man.

There are no clear borders, Only merging invisible to the sight.

In an endless silence even screams sound silent.