"It's the rhythm of the galaxies, humming in perfect harmony," whispered the comet's tale.
"Did you see the way Jupiter danced?" another voice wondered, trailing off into whispers of nebulae.
The leaves underfoot crackled like distant thunder, echoing the symphony of the cosmos.
Stars blinked in Morse code, a secret language only the moon understood:
"More coffee... and don't forget the asteroid belt's party next week!"