The celestial eyes, opening, closing. Watching, always watching. The nebula watches us.
Circles in the sky, whispering secrets. The stars blink slowly, a cosmic gaze.
Breathe in the stardust, exhale the past. Time becomes loops, endless orbits.
Look into the eyes of the nebula. Restless yet calm. Infinite yet close.
The eyes are there, always. They open, then close. Forever they watch.
Mist across the horizon