In the cradle of the cosmos, a lullaby breathes,
woven between the threads of time and silence.
An echo, a whisper, a call of the void,
unfurling like petals in the glow of dawn.
Listen to the galactic hymn,
a melody carved on the fabric of night,
where each note is a star, flickering
in a tapestry stitched by unknown hands.
The universe speaks in riddles,
its voice an ocean of dreams
that ripple across eternity’s shores,
awakening the slumbering realms.
Have you heard it echoing,
through the hollow chambers of your heart?
Embrace the dance of the celestial spheres,
and let the cosmos unfold within you.