Melody of the Spheres

Consider, if you will, the totality of cosmic chords, Each planet a musician in the enigmatic orchestra. Ether sings, black holes hum, and celestial winds whisper.

In the spirals of time, each note a forgotten echo, Orbiting truths compose a forgotten symphony, While the observer, suspended, listens in solitude.

Such music transcends the temporal, unmoving yet fluid, The spheres relentless in their cautious waltz. Tune into the echoes of the universe's own heartbeat.