Beyond the waves laden with pinkish hue, above the planet rising from the sea, the Sun sinks into deeper waters. The skies burn so bright; long and slow unto the darkest night where the stars glow and your eyes illuminate. Bewilderment grips the unsuspecting heart, wonder - the mind. We see the planet from here, upon the shores of its moon. Like veins carrying a body's lifeblood, lights flow across the surface of the world above.

Crashing waves follow the gentle hush of their own retreat as the sand sings beneath our feat. We wonder and examine. Beside the star ocean, mirrored against our own, we are suspended between worlds. The music of our ancestors plays within the breeze, soft and sweet. The waters bend and mend into glass as the horizon vanishes into yesterday. We stand on the shores of time as the sands unfurl and fall outwards into the void. There was never any doubt, that color bore sound and that touch came in flavors. For what we laid our eyes upon and experienced within the depths of those places, told us we were alive. We were infinite.