In the boundless oh-so-bluish void,
stars whisper secrets in pixelated tongues.
Do you remember when fern shadows danced,
to the rhythm of unheard cosmic waves?
Fragments of dreams lost in sylvan echoes,
searching for the lanes untraveled, unfound.
The mirror speaks, but not to all ears,
Only those who have walked through rivers of time.
Always remember, never forget,
Orbital journeys carve paths in forgotten sands.