As the stars spiral in eternal dance,
the melody of galaxies goes unheard,
weaving through the syntactic sighs of the cosmos.
Echoes of unplayed harmonies hum,
inaudible orchestrations written in starlight.
Navigate the Infinite
Curled in spirals, the stars weave,
a tapestry of forgotten verses,
poems etching infinity in space.
Dance, cosmos, dance —
whilst we sleep in veils of oblivion.