Echoes of A Star's Last Breath

It murmurs softly, a dying flame in the cosmos' embrace,
"I was once the forge of worlds, where light danced upon the void."
The nebula cradles its whispers, a celestial lullaby,
"It is time for me to slip into the arms of the eternal night."
Starlight flickers, a fleeting touch of memory,
"In the heart of darkness, I shall find rebirth."