In the silent corridors of the nebulous seas,
a whisper of light dances
across the cosmic exchange.
Threads of starlight weave tales untold,
whispers yearning to be heard,
masking their song in ethereal symphonies.
A nebula's breath, gentle yet fierce,
cradles signals lost among Orion's tears.
Embedded in the stardust's embrace,
lies the language of the universe—
an archive of astral memories,
pulsating to the rhythm of creation.
The luminous trails carve paths anew,
charting dreams caught in the firmament's weave—
awaiting the travelers hungry for the know.
As we drift through the skies' canvas,
let us heed the signals echoing
from the heart of the nebulae,
a cosmic serenade urging us home.