Whispering through the strands
Of forgotten nebulas
Galaxies spiral and sigh,
Tracing the silent echoes of existence.
Cosmic winds carry tales of ancient flames
Burned-out stars unravel their threadbare lines
In the grand tapestry of time.
Caught amidst celestial arms, we wander,
The vast emptiness filled with resonant memory.
Come, drift with me across the void.