In the breath of dawn,
shadows dance on whispering winds,
weaving stories of ancients lost,
where ether trails twinkle.
Laughter echoes in the heart of clouds,
stitched with silken dreams of murmurs unheard.
A tapestry spun from twilight's sigh,
mysterious hues blending
into a symphony of colors awry.
Gaze upon the heavens' dance,
where each star is a note,
a gentle breath in the night's eternal song.
Listen, listen closely,
to the celestial laughter echoing through time.