Whispers of the Universe

The stars do not speak, yet they tell a tale,

Of lovers who dream and sailors who sail.

The moon hums softly, a lullaby bright,

A beacon of hope in the silence of night.

The wind carries secrets, old as the tide,

Stories of wanderers lost in their stride.

Mountains may listen, rivers may weep,

For time is a poet, its verses run deep.

Footsteps are echoes of those who once dared,

To chase the unknown, unshaken, prepared.

Destiny whispers, but few ever hear,

For courage is louder than doubt or than fear.

So dance in the twilight, sing to the sea,

Let passion ignite what’s longing to be.

The universe listens, the cosmos replies—

To hearts that are open and souls that ask why.