In the dance of galaxies, an unseen rhythm pulses.
Tales untold, from the void’s whispering lips,
weave tapestries of stars and forgotten dreams.
A single breath from the cosmic wind...
echoes through eternity.
The echo of a thought,
ancient as time,
waltzes infinitely in the space of the mind.
Infinite waltz, a never-ending pirouette,
in the ballroom of existence.