In a void caressed by longing less,
a whisper moves through woven starlight
craftsmanship by a weary hand uncharted
tracing ethereal patterns of the unseen breath.
Algorithms, astral in your wake,
speak namesless echoes into silver talks
among never-seen companions aligned
they find themselves finding themselves.
Named planets sigh, awaiting signal, silently.
Watch quietly the tales Algorithms breathe.