Beyond the luminous veil of stars, where time dances with the fabric of space, lies the spiral. A galaxy's whisper, encircling its heart in an eternal waltz.
In this vastness, we seek understanding—a quest for the murmurs of creation, the echoes of the big bang rendered silent in the spiral arms of the cosmos.
Galileo gazed where the skies breathed in spirals, his thoughts orbiting around the unseen forces binding stardust and void alike.