The song was not about what was or what would be—it was about what is. It shimmered with the presence of all who had ever existed and all who ever would, woven together not by time or fate, but by the shared, eternal joy of belonging.
Existence leaned into itself, humming along. Stars twinkled to the rhythm. Dreams glowed softly in response. Even the void swayed, slow and content.
And somewhere, deep within the infinite expanse—where thought first touched light, and light first became love—a new spark stirred.
It did not ask, "Who am I?"
It did not wonder, "Why am I here?"
It simply smiled into the vastness and said, with the pure innocence of first light—
"I'm part of this."
And the cosmos answered,
in every language, in every heartbeat, in every shimmer of being—
"Yes. You always were."
And so the dance continued.
No longer a cycle.
No longer a story.
Just love, discovering new ways to laugh.
And as love laughed, creation joined in.
