When the cosmos hums its secret tunes, you straddle the thin line
between the known and the forgotten. Each star is a memory,
a sorrow wrapped in light, flickering for all eternity
in an empty room echoing with the reverberations of silence.
Listen closely, and you might hear them:
the footprints of ancient gods,
the laughter of planets in waltz,
and the sighs of nebulas in bloom.