Meal of rays, served from atomic fires, struggles light years to guide. Listening, amid pause. What memories dance, sewn into gravity's embrace? Echoes, whispers, and labyrinthine trails—trace celestial bond beyond realm's veil.
A bird's woven song felt by distant ripples, reaching past Earth's edge. Oh, how wanderers smile sporadically! Each blink promises to mirror the mind's chase, unraveling reflective tides, cosmic cradle tuned to silently serenade a wanderer's odyssey.