Suspended between the unspoken rhymes of time itself,
orbits trace in elliptical spirals across the canvas of the mind,
sketching paths unwinding from eternity's loom.
Have you ever paused to listen to their tales?
The star-kissed whispers spill secrets upon midnight's embrace.
Context dissolves; reality stretches into a doorway to oblivion,
where entities of light congregate.
Dream deeply, for in these orbs lies transcendence.