Ribbons of time span the universe, primordial to its final veil, woven between formless void and eternal intricacy. Arcing colours beyond imagination, silk unbound as infinity.

My search begins, ends, and endures, though never within the same moment; such divisions hold no meaning here, yet I explore them, tangled in living hope.

To behold all, untethered by time, is to be undone. My passing will be instant, permanent, yet forever, and fleeting.

I will follow these threads of devotion, drawn always to you. And when we are reunited for the briefest measure, my heart dares to hold it as eternity.