In the silence of the stellar sea,
creation hums a distant melody.
The void breathes in cosmic lullabies,
ancient echoes of an unborn symphony.
Galaxies spin their tales,
woven in threads of light and shadow,
a dance of atoms in the endless night.
Listen, for the stars sing songs of solitude.
Beyond our noise, there lies a place,
where time bends, and space embraces
the soft murmur of new worlds being born.
Dare to hear the unheard?
The Path Awaits
Travel, traveler, through silent voids,
where dreams of galaxies become reality.
In the end, all creation is but a breath,
a sigh amidst the cosmic tapestry.
Embrace the Eternal Echo.