As the universe inhales,
particles sway in synchrony,
rhythm forged in vacuum's lance.

Stars blink heartbeats across spaces vast,
weaving tales on the celestial loom.

Gaze into the mirrors of scattered nebulae and feel the silent symphony.

When cosmic jesters split the void,
their laughter paints voids in hues unseen.

Unheard melodies drift on cosmic currents, an opus in the sky.

Is it folly to dance amid stardust?
To waltz with time's forgotten echoes?