Static Embers

Do you feel the embers, like distant stars, scattered across the dark velvet of evening? They whisper stories in the silence, tales woven into the very fabric of cosmos.

Touch the flickering light, oh traveler, wrapped in warmth and forgotten promises. Each spark is a moment, a journey, a heartbeat lost in static.

Follow the starry trails or lose yourself amidst familiar constellations that sigh your name.

The universe breathes around us, cosmic dust settling on love letters written across the ages of time, binding souls in shared orbit and distant reverie.

These words, kissed by the universe, unknown, yet intimately familiar, remain. An ember awaits its flame, forever luminous in the dark.