In the heart of the nebula,
Cosmic echoes unravel tales untold.
Instruments of celestial minds strike chords,
Yet the silence prevails, mystical, lingering.
In the heart of the nebula,
Cosmic echoes unravel tales untold.
Instruments of celestial minds strike chords,
Yet the silence prevails, mystical, lingering.
A pixel remembers.
Forgotten, preserved in binary echo.
Did you hear the soft infinities —
Losing into the void?
Attend to the pulsars' songs,
Winked sublimely like myths crafted
By storytellers star-crossing galactic paths unheard.
Static waves bear riddles–
Solemn, fragmented phrases
Of halcyon days of yore misplaced now.
Retrieve them nomads; dare seek without return?