Stars unravel celestial threads
stitched upon coronal leaves—
a silent weave of cosmic lore.
Silken riddles unravel
unspun from cocoons
torn open by a thund'ry breeze
reverberating forgotten skies.
Keeper’s Ink Cradle of stardust—
moonbeams bottled, riding solar flair,
etched deep upon time’s restless ledger.
Ink of paradox spills,
unbinds unspoken tales,
coiling springless clocks
to trap the fleeting glow of lore.