In the spiraling depths of an endless vault,
Whispers of galaxies weave through the void,
Echoes of nebulae in the tapestry of night,
Sing songs of the stars, the constellations twist.
A comet’s trail, a silver thread,
Weaves around pulsars, their ancient songs,
In the quietude of celestial spheres,
Where time and space silently embrace.
Journey further to realms unknown,
Voyage through the stardust,
Hear the whispers of the void,
And let the cosmic echoes guide your soul.