In the nebula's breath a palette doth unfold,
Whispered secrets in the twilight gold.
Amid the cosmic haze,
violet dreams weave tales untold.
Listen, listen to the whispers,
lingering in the azure fold.
Crimson echoes of a distant lore,
etch the void with memories of yore.
The universe hums
in hues of indigo and umber,
a symphony of silence,
singing dreams as we slumber.
Emerald thoughts float through the cosmos,
illuminating the night like a fleeting ghost.
Dance in the celestial waltz,
where the stars caress the wind's sigh...
the nebula's colors,
a painted lullaby.