Within the folds of celestial breath, the stars gather for a silent fiesta.
To the left of Orion's forgotten bemusement,
dwell the whispers of spinning cosmos.
Follow the trail known only to the unspoken winds,
step light upon the meteoric dust.
Directions aside, there lies a path beneath the astral sea,
where gravity forgets its tether. Spiral inward, yet outward,
and there, find yourself in the absence of self.
Mark the shadows that dance with no light,
for in their rhythm, the universe's heartbeat sings.
Beyond the horizon's invisible gate,
lies the echo of laughter from the cosmic void.
Grasp the nebula's haze and twirl thrice;
for suns, unseen, will chart your fateful course.
Bend the light as you would a wish,
let it unravel in the fabric of endless night.