When silence echoes across the cosmic sea,
a call scripted by the movement of forgotten tides.
Stars whisper secrets unmeant for mortal ears.
A hum of light—silent waves crashing upon oblivion.
In the spaces where suns fall,
the relics of twilight frozen in dreams.
Handle these reveries with care,
for they are fragments of ancient hymns sung by the void.
Saunter through the luminal echoes,
find the dancing particles.
Each carries a piece of the woven silence,
a melody played on cosmic strings.