scattered across * infinity
whispers of forgotten galaxies
a tapestry of shine woven by
cosmic fingers in
a silent symphony
the passage of time suspended,

beneath the skin of the universe,
altered dreams of dust breathe
wanderers tucked within
luminescent dandelions
a journey mourned,

solitude unravels the thread—
yet serenity builds stars,
heartbeats of an old cosmos,
touching * existence
into the galaxy's ancient lullaby.

"Do you feel it?"—echoed the timeless void.