Whisper of the Stars

In the tapestry of night,
where the moons weave tales
of forgotten dreams,
each star a syllable,
murmuring in silence.

 
Codes within codes,
encrypted in stardust,
a cosmic riddle
only the heart can decode.

Listen closer,
to the whispers
of ancient keeps,
where the light
dances in spectrums unseen.

In the shadows of light,
a symphony plays,
not of sound,
but of celestial
breath.

 
In this astral sonnet,
the universe speaks,
not with words,
but with
infinity.