A Dream -- Sunday 23 August

I'm floating in St John's College Garden, Oxford, surrounded by sunlit walls and whispering willows. The scent of blooming roses wafts through my senses as I drift towards a shimmering lake. A faint hum vibrates beneath my feet, resonating with the thrumming heartbeat of the universe. Distant galaxies pulse in harmony, their starlight intertwining with the soft glow of Hubble's law. As I reach out to touch the water's surface, my hand dissolves into ripples that merge with the swirling clouds of gas and dust within the cosmos.