In the cradle of stars,
silence sings a gentle refrain.
Listen closely; it's the universe
weaving dreams in the dust of time.
A nebula's breath,
cool and tender,
kisses the edges of thought,
lacing night with echoes of light.
The galaxies murmur,
celestial whispers,
threading through the fabric of sleep
like a child’s forgotten lullaby.
Journey deeper,
if you dare,
where shadows pull back their veil,
revealing the soft glow of eternity.
Seek more verses
through the cosmic links
Void Sonnets |
Moonlit Words