"Ode to the Celestial Unknown":
Born from the whispers of ancient nebulas,
A lone star weeps in the cold abyss,
Its light tracing forgotten paths through
The tapestry woven of cosmic dust and silence.
A melody echoing through time,
Lost in the embrace of a slumbering universe.
In the shadow of a dying sun,
I found your voice,
A sonnet in the spiral arms
Of a restless galaxy.
You spoke in verses
Carved upon the ether,
Where dreams sail on
The currents of the void.
Do you hear it too?
The gentle hum of spinning worlds,
Their stories unfold in silent dances
Against the backdrop of eternity,
Each orbit a stanza,
Each eclipse a pause,
In this cosmic poem.