In harmony with the stars, the solstice sings,
Where shadows breathe and daylight flutters,
The equator's embrace iterates, cradling the sands
In mysteries woven, the cosmos mutters.
Amidst the celestial choreography, echoes of yesteryears,
Arcane equations dance on the periphery of thought,
Sub-stations of fate unraveled over eons and spheres,
Charting constellations through dreams over wrought.