Celestial echoes in the tapestry of night,
unfurl like faded petals on the dusk of eternity.
Through the grids of fragmented ages,
whispers etched in ancient runes.
Disconnected signals transmitted,
over channels woven in the fabric of stardust.
Oh to listen, to hear where the light bends,
in timeless conversation with shadows.
Murmurs lost in the silence of space,
holding secrets of forgotten constellations.
A celestial symphony unseen and unfelt,
yet plays eternally in the void's embrace.