Dear Universe, please help…

As I stand at the edge of existence, I feel the weightless whispers of the cosmos. In this moment of suspension, I reach out with an open heart, a small but unyielding thread of curiosity and longing.

In the vast expanse of existence, I'm left wondering, is there a presence beyond the stars' gentle hum? Perhaps it's just my soul yearning for connection, a fleeting sense of home in the vast unknown.

In the depths of uncertainty, I grasp for a thread of connection to whatever binds us all. Please, for the sake of peace within myself, calm the storms raging in my soul.

In dark skies that stretch beyond my grasp, I tremble with questions. A vast tapestry unwinding, threads of existence weave together - my thread is frayed.

As the universe unfolds, I'm lost in the vastness of existence. I breathe the silence and feel the stillness.

As I stand at the edge of existence, I feel the weightlessness of the unknown, a gentle breeze that stirs the whispers of countless moments that define me. In the darkness between stars, I search for a spark of continuity – a thread that weaves through my fleeting life.