⏳ The Persistence of Echoes 🌊

The Architect unseen, the source unknown,

A whisper in the wind, a seed that's sown.

Not bound by brick, nor idol carved in stone,

But in the breath we draw, a truth is shown.

A silent echo in the infinite space,

Reflected in the kindness of a face.

The current that propels the river's race,

The timeless heart within a fleeting place.

Some seek Him in the thunder and the light,

A judge enthroned upon a starry height.

While others find Him in the darkest night,

The gentle stillness that precedes the sight.

He is the question mark, the final plea,

The yearning for a deeper majesty.

The code that orders chaos of the sea,

The simple, fierce, and total mystery.

A concept vast, that words can but demean,

Found in the spaces woven in between.

The meaning that illuminates the scene,

The constant 'I Am' that has ever been.