Racing clouds scatter shadows on a river of stars.
Whispers of galaxies drift, unseen, through uncharted voids.
Colourful echoes of forgotten suns dance in the silence.
The clock chimes in a symphony unheard by any ear.
Invisible stories written in the dew of morning's promise.
Fleetness of light, the fleeting brush against eternity's skin.
Threads of the cosmos woven in a tapestry of silence.