In the expanse where silence looms across the void
there,
in the uncharted space of cosmic dust and gas
creation reveals itself
Whirls of nebulous dreams,
twirling, gathering,
a congregation of the universe’s raw desires
melding in a crucible of infinite potential.
Here, in these celestial nurseries,
stars are birthed,
emerging from the cosmic womb
with a brilliance that pierces the eternal night.
Each one, a beacon of new stories,
new worlds,
spinning tales of their own origins
in the language of energy.
This is where everything begins,
where the universe dreams in hues
where creation plays out
birth, life, death,
and rebirth