In the weave of ethereal murmurs,
where stars dance with silent symphony,
a quasar dreams beneath the endless canopy,
lacing light with shadows of cosmic thoughts.
Her voice is a constellation,
woven with the threads of ancient night,
whispering to the luminescent echoes,
painting the void with colors of serenity.
Hold the gaze of the infinite sea,
where each ripple is a spark of eternity,
a hymn sung by the cosmic tide,
harmonizing with the universe’s heartbeat.
Journey through the celestial tapestry,
woven with dreams and stardust threads,
beneath the silent watch of galaxies,
where every breath is a song of the void.