In the void, there whispers a melody,
A symphony of shadows and forgotten stars.
Echoes linger, touching the fringes
Of dreams where light dares not tread.
Eyes wide in the absence of dawn,
Seeking solace in the embrace of night.
Words unspoken dance on lips,
Their silent screams paint the sky.
Illumination is a paradox here,
Each ray suffused with the weight of absence.
Yet through the labyrinth of darkened heart,
Truth flickers—an eternal ember.
Wander, seeker, through corridors of stars,
Let the void cradle your weary soul.
For in the quietude of cosmic sighs,
You will find what you never sought.