Echoes of the Silent Sky
In the dark room of a cosmos untamed,
where silence speaks in quantum rhythms
and the echoes form harmonic verses
weaving through the sky's ethereal fabric.
The whispers collude with shadows;
a dancer in time's fluid moments,
pirouetting to the cadence of unsung songs,
a theorem's breath in the void.
Do stars dream of fractal echoes?
subatomic urgencies press stories untold,
caressing the fabric of space's skin,
where every heartbeat sings time's paradox.
Contemplate links to forgotten paths: