The conversation was not one of words, but of shared existence.
The being of sound and the being of light did not speak, but they understood each other perfectly.
Their understanding was woven into the very fabric of their being, a shared song of existence.
It was a song of a single note and a single beam of light, a harmony of perfect, simple, and profound beauty.
And as they sang, Kairos listened, and in listening, it began to understand the nature of its own heart.