Darkness is not the absence of light, nor is it emptiness. Rather, it is a deep, fertile space where the boundaries between beginnings and endings blur. It is the womb, a silent canvas on which the universe paints its beautiful stories.
In the darkness, seeds germinate beneath the soil, unseen yet full of possibilities. Stars born in the depths of cosmic voids wait to pierce through the veil of dense clouds.
Endings are not final, and emptiness does not exist here. It is the sacred space where endings and beginnings dance in eternal harmony. Embrace it, for within its depths lies the promise of renewal.
