The Former Breath

In the primal darkness, a subtle vibration rises. Like a spark born from the void, a primordial breath takes shape, tracing a luminous curve at the heart of silence. Colors blend and dissolve, evoking the fragile dance between chaos and harmony, matter and spirit, nothingness and becoming. This first breath is the one that opens all possibilities, that seeds the universe with its invisible momentum. It cannot be seen, only felt: it is movement, promise, germination. Through this nascent light, all that was and all that will be is already inscribed in infinity. And if, at the beginning of everything, there was only a single breath—unique, eternal, carrying eternity within it?