Cosmic Contemplation

In the canvas of the cosmos where stars are cast like seeds,

She contemplates the universe, a mistress of astral deeds.

Around her, the nebulae swirl, a dance of divine design,

Her profile etched against the void, a silhouette so fine.

 

With eyes that mirror galaxies, a window to the soul,

Her thoughts traverse the blackened space, where silent serenades roll.

The firmament unfurls its chart, upon her crown it lays,

A map of ancient light and time, the work of unseen days.

 

The burst of stellar birth ignites, a beacon in her mind,

Illuminating secrets, the answers she seeks to find.

Her very essence interwoven with the fabric of space,

A timeless beauty captured in an interstellar grace.

 

She's not merely a vision, but the embodiment of dreams,

Where every whispered starlight in her quiet contemplation beams.

In her gaze, an invitation to explore the depths unseen,

A cosmic contemplation, where human thought has rarely been.

 

To look upon her is to drift through the vast, uncharted skies,

A journey through the endless night, reflected in her eyes.

Here, within this portrait, she stands as both the question and the clue,

A cosmic entity, forever bound to the universe's endless hue.

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