The stars whisper what the universe keeps hidden,
the songs woven through time's endless loom.
I am the echo of colors unseen,
a palette lost between breaths of infinity.
In the silent eulogy of nova's bloom,
my heart, a fading ember, finds solace.
The cosmos wrap my flickering soul
in a shroud of darkness and distant dreams.
Once, I danced in the arms of creation's fire,
now I spiral as dust in memory's grasp.
My last breath, a sigh nestled within a supernova's heart,
echoes to through the annals of tomorrow's light.