The winds carry tales from the forgotten stars,
curling through cosmic maze and twilight's breath.
In the silence, words dissolve, yet still they hum
in the secret corridors of the universe.
Listen closely, for in every celestial turn,
there is a melody, a whisper etched in silence.
The labyrinth holds no destination, only
the echo of wandering souls, lost and found.
Where the constellations weave tales of old,
paths untrodden await the curious heart.
Be the traveler who finds solace in their
own reflection, cast in the starry sea.