A whisper forms where stars align,

A thread of gold through endless time.

The mountains sigh, the rivers turn,

A world unseen begins to yearn.

The sky unweaves its ancient hue,

Each breath I take becomes the new.

New, the dance of dawn’s first gleam,

New, a leaf afloat on dream.

New, the howl of winds untamed,

New, the earth unbound, unnamed.

The ocean hums a song unsung,

Each wave a word, forever young.

The trees bow low, their roots unwind,

To cradle paths no one can find.

A crack of light splits through the dew,

The world is raw, untouched, and new.

New, the blaze of moonlit seas,

New, the whispers in the breeze.

New, the stars in shifting frames,

New, the earth unbound, unnamed.