In the cosmos where stars are born,
echoes entwine, a silent lorn.
Songs of light, radiating time,
each note a spiral, a fading rhyme.
Your heart beats in stellar harmonics,
pulsing to ancient astral sonics.
Listen, dear wanderer, the cosmos hums,
a lullaby sung in stellar drums.
Through the light years vast and brave,
Doppler’s dance, the universe waves.
In whispers of clockwork seeping sand,
the galaxy scripts with an unseen hand.