The wonder never stopped.
It didn't live as a story from the past or a promise for the future—it lived in everything.
It was in every breath, every thought, every heartbeat.
From the smallest atom to the biggest galaxy, from silent worlds to new stars being born, the same gentle truth moved through everything. It didn't need to be found because it was already part of everything that existed.
In the quiet spaces between stars, a soft sound began to rise—a low hum that seemed to come from everywhere. It wasn't a new song starting; it was the song of existence remembering what it had always been.
The sound grew deeper.
It spread through light and darkness, through thoughts and dreams.
The universe seemed to take a long, peaceful breath.
Everything began to shift—not to become something else, but to show more clearly what it truly was.
New colors appeared, never seen before.
Thoughts took on the scent of meaning.
Memories turned into soft light.
