It’s a whisper from the universe, a final echo before the silence— when two souls, after a long journey, touch the same destination. And then, the stars decree: separation. The karmic wheel turns, teaching that all things crack, scatter, vanish with time. So while you are here, live like a lotus in bloom— rooted in the mud, yet rising pure, because time flies, and change is the only constant. — Albatross ✍️🕊