Narrated by the silence between stars
Cosmic grains, whispers in tow, slip through time's indifferent fingers. The celestial vacuum murmurs tales untold, unraveling secrets stored in the uncounted sands of eternity's expanse.
Night grows ears; listens for the answer hidden in the labyrinth of silence. Does wisdom lie, then, in the grain, acting as bridge between here and there where moments collide?
Voyage the resounding absence
Gaze into the oracle of dust
As thoughts fold into night, stars breathe in unison, forming quiet harmonies of the unseen. Behind each heartbeat, the universe calculates, reminding us that our tiniest understandings are celestial riddles emptied into a whispering grain.