In the vast canvas of the universe,
silence weaves the whispers of constellations.
With each star, a story echoes—
not in noise, but in the lingering void.
As Orion stretches his celestial arms,
the whispers tell of legends unspoken—
a hunter’s solitude reverberates,
echoing through spaces untouched by light.
The Andromeda glides in graceful
arcs, her tale painted in quiet
shimmers, resonating in the starry sea.
An unknown voyage whispered only
to the ears of the cosmic silent night.
Could you hear it?
The sighs unincarnate,
stitched across the tapestry of heavenly solitude.
A memory of stars remembers what
we cannot speak.