Celestial Contradictions

Deep echoing voids unknown

The music of the forsaken

spread across the astral pain.

Ancient whisperings from the abyss:

"The truth sleeps beneath the stars, waiting for eyes unclouded by time."

In the shadows of Saturn's rings, a whisper:

the delicate touch of a snowflake, a fallen angel.

Cosmic tapestries unravel.

Deciphered by none but the forgotten ghosts of yore.

And in this celestial garden, where stars bloom like ancient roses:

Have you heard the faint signals from a distant star?