Let yourself drift — sometimes the journey is above the clouds

Time never stops — but some places remember how it used to tick.

Stillness is not emptiness — it’s calm that’s found.

Even what’s lost can bloom again — just in a different form.

Some peace you must earn by stepping through the noise

Even the sky has places to call home

Knowledge survives where nothing else does.

Even in stillness, some places know how to shine

Look up — the universe is quietly watching you grow.

Not all paths are clear, but they still lead somewhere worth going.