The Silence Between Stars
In the quiet ballet of the infinite, a star chuckles alone. It possesses wisdom yours craves, yet it simply shivers.
Oh, to be a luminary, orchestrating gravity and giving chiaroscuro to cosmic dust. Yet, here you are, the silent sphere, appreciating ironies only celestial spin can reveal.
Indeed, when Venus departs for her theatrics, Mars feigns indifference. Saturn, in its rings of wisdom, only hums. A cosmic opera with no audience but itself.