"Anticipation weaves its magic in the stillness, where every empty space holds the promise of untold stories."
Silent belts spin tales of arrival's grace
Reflecting hopes on a polished surface space
Flickering lights dance in a vacant embrace
While time lingers here, a gentle trace
Journeys yet dreamed hum in the quiet air
Each carry-on whispers of burdens we share
Unseen connections spark in the stillness rare
Awaiting their moment, the world laid bare.
