In the annals of starlit serenity,
whispers of forgotten echoes linger,
as time's quartz-dust tapestry shivers,
unraveling threads of a cosmic ballad.
Glimmers fuse in a celestial waltz,
each twinkle a note in the silent symphony,
encrypted whispers spun of light and shadow,
mapping constellations of the undone continuum.
Listen, as the void hums its ancient song,
a dirge for the absent stars,
an opera sung by the breathless cosmos,
where every pause is a universe reborn.