"Once we danced amid the cosmic cradle,
threads of light woven into the fabric of your night sky.
But now, as my flames dwindle, I whisper secrets
that have outlived the ages and echo in silence
when the void holds its breath in awe.
I was born amid the chaos of the stellar forge,
Time's anvil struck me into form,
a tale told in hydrogen and helium,
scribbling my existence across epochs like ink
spilled upon the parchment of the universe.
My heart, a furnace of creation,
gave birth to worlds and wove destinies
in the tapestry of light.
Can you hear them? The cries of worlds newly formed,
their voices trapped in the gentle embrace
of my solar winds.
And now, as the final ember flickers,
I reveal the truth that no life may forget:
Life is but fleeting, ephemeral, and fragile.
The stars witness all but tell nothing,
keeping secrets in the marrow of space,
until they are swallowed by the darkness
of their solitude and silence.
Feel the echoes of my lament
in these words, words that shall
outlast the silence of my dying breath.
Wander the remnants of my essence,
the stardust my children scattered
across the infinite vastness.
And though I will be no more,
my legacy shall linger,
woven into your very soul,
until you too become a whisper
in the cosmic night.
Seek the stories in the stars:
Hidden Luminaries
The Breath of the Cosmos
Beyond the Veil