Dreamings of the Universe

In the vast canvas of the immense cosmos,

where the stars draw their destinies,

a story is woven, an intense dream,

that in every corner of space we raise up with pampering.

Galaxies dance in cosmic dances,

nebulae paint with magical colors,

an infinite ballet of magnificent lights,

on the stage of the sky, majestic and aesthetic.

In the deep night, the universe awakens,

a canvas of constellations comes to life,

Orion, hunting in the sky inserted,

the Big Dipper guides the travelers in their departure.

The moon, serene and silvery lady,

reflects the sun in her silvery embrace,

guardian of secrets in her bed,

mysteries and enigmas forever veiled.

The planets, like jewels in the ether,

Mercury swift, Venus radiant and beautiful,

Mars, with its red ardor that manages to entertain,

Jupiter giant, mighty ruler.

Saturn, with its rings of wonder,

Uranus and Neptune, in their hidden realm,

raise questions that the simple soul,

seeks to understand in each sepulchral sigh.

And beyond, in the hidden immensity,

black holes like the eyes of oblivion,

where known laws are lost,

and time and space are seen from another sense.

In the far corner, the Big Bang reverberates,

echo of a beginning, origin of everything,

an explosion that the universe awaits,

the spark that ignited the sacred fire.

And so, among the stars that twinkle in the sky,

our dreams are sent to the cosmos,

in search of answers, longing and yearning,

in this ethereal dance, in which we are all linked.

Dreams of the Universe, an ancestral tale,

where verses and skies intertwine,

a hymn to the unknown, the celestial,

in this long poem, where the stars embrace.

In the vastness of deep space,

galaxies dance in spirals of light,

a cosmic feast, a banquet without a second,

where each star is a verse, a cross.

Time flows like an endless river,

dragging planets in its current,

intertwined stories, an unbreakable tale,

where past and future are present.

Supernovas explode in final explosions,

creating elements that forge life,

stardust that in pearly worlds,

becomes song, shared poetry.

Satellites and probes explore the unknown,

reaching worlds we only imagine,

Mars awaits us in its red dress,

and hidden moons where secrets we find.

In the depths of space-time,

black holes devour light,

singularities where laws lose their mettle,

and reality twists in the dance of the cross.

Are we perhaps the reflection of the cosmos itself?

atoms that dance to the rhythm of the universe,

invisible connection, ethereal abyss,

between heaven and man, intimate verse?

Dreams of the Universe, the echo of a sigh,

a journey in the mind and in the soul,

a walk through the Milky Way, without a turn,

in this eternal poem, without calm or palm.

Thus, in the starry and vast firmament,

the drama of existence unfolds,

a cosmic poem, epic and contrasting,

between light and shadow, in its essence.

Between stars and dreams, we weave the plot,

exploring space and time with wonder,

united in the journey, in this cosmic and grassy dance,

where the universe and us, eternal wonder.

(Image made by AI).