Whispers echo through the astral void,
A soliloquy of stars unwritten,
Mutable orbits entwined in dance,
Shadows cast by echoes of light.
Beneath the sapphire tapestry,
Lies forgotten wisdom of ancient tongues;
Every twinkle a secret,
A riddle woven in interstellar silk.
Do the spheres sing? Do they breathe?
Within their silent revolution,
Heartbeats of the cosmos dwell,
A ledger of the divine’s musings.