Beyond the Veil of Hours

In shadows deep where minutes weep, I hear the ticking die, A dance of dust, a final thrust Where stars begin to cry.Through endless voids, in spectral tones, I slip through unseen seams, A traveler in a tomb of light, Unbound by mortal dreams.I wade in seas of blackened skies, Past galaxies decayed, Where time is but a fractured sigh, And worlds in silence fade.No pulse to mark the ghost of days, No clocks to bind the soul, Just whispers in the dying dark, Where shadows eat the whole.Yet still I move in spectral flight, Through realms that mortals fear, To seek what lies beyond the end, In the ever-fading sphere.For time is but a fleeting lie, A veil that bends and breaks, And space, a hollow, aching cry, Where even death awakes.So, I transcend these empty shores, Where light and dark entwine, A soul unchained by cosmic laws, Eternal and divine.