O wandering voyager, what whispers from celestial harps, hymn your name through nebulous folds, unwinding in time-less osmosis.
Glistening fragments of plans, never made, float, drift— two star-sown bridges threading the universe's worn tapestry.
Cosmic echoes weave through distant cradles, craters hollow, longing silence elicits nameless tales from timeless folk. The phantom dances now in lost memory.
And in this kaleidoscope, do you see your truth reflected, luminous traveler? Shadows bend and break into patterns, volatile.
Digest the universe palpating its heartbeat—lusters pyramidal knowledge, resonant omnipotence etched in looping galaxies. Croon ethereal collaborations.
Past wretched cosmic time-labirynths, the tide falls, folds over stardust crescent threads, and again, holds still, holds us again.