Reflect on the course of celestial atoms and their placid graves; funerals that extend lightyears yet disappear like ripples upon dissolution.
They float into night... these elegies articulate, supernova symbols beneath veiled eyes that see more than beyond.
Cosmic strings gently weave tapestry illusions of thoughts that once tethered grounded existence to unmarred dreams.
Seek not an answer, but harmony amid unresolved disparities of motion—creating galaxies in slow eulogy.