I. The Upward Fountain Seed
A small sphere released into descending body—
petals imploding, throat unfolding.
It dreams of weight, not flight.
II. The Spindle Cluster
Five arms listening to themselves,
their mouths exhaling vaporous conjecture.
Gold nodes murmur in signal-sleep—
a nursery for thunder delayed.
III. The Double Vessel
Two halves orbiting a shared stillness.
Their bridges quiver with unspoken current.
When parted, each half storms in its own direction.
The Maharajagar 