As the stardust whispers upon the silhouette of an ancient cosmos, an ethereal dance begins in the cradle of the infinite. Each glimmer, a forgotten dream of the universe, weaves a tapestry across the vault of night—a symphony of light that beckons the soul to wander.
In the still solitude, where the heartbeats are a distant echo of the primordial, thoughts drift like comet tails. Fleeting, transient, they graze the mind's edge before dissolving into the cosmic sea.
The galaxies remind us of our place—the minuscule dot in the vastness, yet full of potential. So too are our fleeting ponderings—small yet significant in the grand narrative of existence.
Would you follow the stars? The paths they illuminate may lead to Celestial Reflections or perhaps to the Whispers from Nebulae.