Beneath the velvet tapestry of night,
constellations weave their whispered fables,
speaking in tongues unknown to earthly anchors.
Wander, oh wayfarer, through these astral alleys,
where stars hum their forgotten melodies.
The Moon smiles with a silver truth,
whilst Mars, the warrior, beats his fiery drum.
Silent echoes know not the touch of time,
yet dance along the comet's tail,
tracing paths through cosmic dust, forever lost,
and yet, newly found.
Listen closely,
for the universe is a storyteller,
and you are but a humble listener,
your heart a vessel for their astral songs.
Seek and you shall find,
the stars that speak will guide you home,
across the nebulous sea of dreams.