Roots of the Cosmos

I hear your heart | pulses intertwined with nebulae | tracing spirals in the dark expanse, whispers unraveling | across the ether | like a longing star.

My fingertips | caress the roots of galaxies | stitched by luminous threads, as your dreams meld with comets | trailing whispers | deciphered only by the soul.

Listen Further Cosmic Echoes