In the depths of celestial stillness,
where stardust interlaces with the shadows of forgotten dreams,
a whisper of ancient echoes educates the wandering soul.
Do you hear it? That faint resonance of quasar laughter echoing through the eons,
wrapped in the embrace of expanding voids and collapsing futures.
Galaxies hum tunes unsung, weaving narratives with gravitational finesse,
calls of alien serenades ripple across light-years, tapping on the edges of thought.
And in dreams, you meet a soul whose essence intertwines with yours,
forged from the same stellar matter, breathing the same melodic void.
Listen closely, the universe speaks in silent sonnets,
in the darkness where melodies align with the stars' eternal waltz.
Visit the whispers of dreams or hum along the cosmic silence.