Stars murmur melodies
of forgotten echoes, unseen
in the tapestry of night’s breath
woven through the silence of dreams.
Do you hear the sighs
of galaxies beyond the touch
of mortal grasp? Their songs,
ancient and tender, like nebulae weep.
A luminance paints stories
across the void—phantoms dance
to the unheard symphonies
folding into the folds of time.