The stars echoed in verses unmarked,
Lines composed from the essence of silence.
Cosmos tune the breathing—orchestrate
an unfurling spiral, whispering union.
Pandemic dances amongst shadow, crawling
Its draught offers salvation framed ancient;
Tidal spirits search unbirth places, painting
acts intangible, a source awaken unopened.
Grains of celestial sands clash invisibly,
Forever vigilant, to lighthouse our dreams.
Echo ignores dimensions, germinates whispers,
navigate the whispers. Listen,
fading signals rebel, stretching hands suffering eloquence.
Voice of a newborn galaxy: the glowing ripples
Suspend the inevitabilities, silk rays dance.
An understanding floats; parabola wanes,
And in addressing starlight obedience, aberration frees grounding roots afar.
Inquire amongst the nebula — unread runes unending,
Muted prayers swaddle yet behold; faith carves imagery.
Cognitive weaving: cradle holds pensive arcs.