In the veins of the abyss,
serpents of auroral hymns weave.
Their songs, woven with threads of stellar whispers,
echo through the cavities of the unmade.
Glimmers ascend from shadows unnamed,
flickering soliloquies of the void,
mysteries rippling through the dark waters—
a symphony of silence in a luminous embrace.
Waves of the unseen, rise and fall,
as luminous scripts dissolve in ether—
the resonance of light sings,
a gentle pulse of cosmic dreams.