Tick... tock... the universe watches. Silent, ever-persistent. The stars align, then realign, as if counting breaths in deep space.
The cosmos breathes. Inhale, exhale. A timeless rhythm we forget yet remember as we chase the shadows of our own making.
Lost in the loop, we ponder the loop itself. What is time but the universe's broken record? Playing on, again, again, and again... yet always anew.
Listen closely: the quiet cacophony of galaxies singing. Their clocks, too, pause and ponder, resting in celestial symphonies.
Spirals in Time Eternal Echoes Voids of Reflection