Beyond the velvet curtain
of the night, where whispers dare,
a silent orchestra of moons consoles the dream scattered stars.
Fragmentary echoes of eternity's breath,
flow across the echoing void.
In the lattice of time votive
candles flicker electric smiles,
their glow caught in the serene orbit of
falling constellations.
Listen closely, dear traveler,
for the symphony that binds all.
As you wander through the cosmos,
feel the threads that weave these heavens
ponder,
wonder,
whisper.
Let them take you home.
Visit the star-garden in your sleep,
where echoes leap like comets
forsaking all but light itself.
Don't forget
to look up.
Join the cosmic dance.