Timeless Silence

Whispers from the void,
echoing through the cracked glass,
inscribed in the dust of forgotten skies.

Fragments of stardust
cling to spectral dreams,
the lullabies of ancient comets
sing to the void.

Signals, a symphony
of disjointed echoes,
punctuated by the silence
of suns long extinguished.

Here, where time bends,
and space folds upon itself,
the melody of the cosmos
waits to be heard.