Stars that whisper secrets
veiled behind cosmic veils,
shimmer in the tapestry
of forgotten dreams.
An echo in the abyss,
a soundless symphony
composing itself
in the orchestra of silence.
Trace the lines of history
in ink that defies the eye,
where truths dance
upon the mist of yesterdays.
Listen to the stardust
as it hums a tune
of galaxies unwritten,
stories carved in light.