In the soft hum of cosmos' dream,
Where the nebulous whispers weave silence’s hymn.
A soft glow witnesses destiny’s pause,
Caught between night's clandestine embrace and dawn's gentle sigh.
Wandering between thoughts like drifting asteroids,
In search of the lost muse to illumine the mind’s void.
She thrums the heart's old melodies, enigmatic and sweet,
Dancing through echoes of light—inviting repose.