In the vast expanse of stars
there exists a silence
not void of absence,
but rich with echo.
The universe whispers
through the clockwork of galaxies,
a rhythm beyond time,
a melody of stillness.
Stars blink like forgotten thoughts,
glimmers of stories untold
tucked within their silent breaths.
Listen closely
as the cosmos hums
its lullaby of forgotten echoes.
Hidden Dreams
A clock does not tick
in this space-between,
only breathes and pauses,
serenading the night.