The stars are scattered, far and deep,
In endless folds where God's there sleep,
A realm where mortal eyes can't see,
Beyond the edge of eternity.
No boundary marks the quiet void,
No hand can shape, no force yet molds,
A place where light has never flown,
A darkness vast, a world unknown.
The galaxies drift, like dreams unspun,
Through seas of black, where time's undone.
No sound can pierce, no whispers heard,
In this unmeasured, endless void.
Yet in my heart, I feel its pull,
The ache of all that's beautiful,
An unseen song, a silent sea,
The universe's mystery.
Beyond, where even gods might roam,
Lies an endless, formless, boundless home.
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