Threads of Awareness

In the quiet corners of the mind,

consciousness weaves its subtle threads—

a tapestry of thoughts and whispers,

where self meets the infinite spread.

What is this light that flickers within,

alive in the shell of temporal bones?

A spark that dances with shadows of doubt,

a navigator in the vast unknown.

Through the corridors of waking dreams,

it stretches, explores, and silently seeks.

A witness to the plays of the mind,

the quiet observer, the soul’s mystique.

Is it bound by the flesh, or does it soar?

A boundless sea, with no shore in sight,

where each thought ripples, a wave anew,

in the ocean of darkness, in the ocean of light.