In the depths where shadows swirl and sigh,
A labyrinth of realms ascends the sky,
Rings of destiny, circling fate,
Guarded by a black hole’s gate.
Two figures stand on the precipice of dreams,
Among spires where the golden light gleams,
They whisper secrets of the cosmos’ lore,
At the edge of forever’s door.
The spirals twist in cosmic dance,
A hypnotic, mesmerizing trance,
Worlds within worlds, a fractal maze,
Lost in the black hole’s eternal gaze.
Time dissolves in cascading rings,
As echoes of the universe sing,
Stars melt into liquid night,
Consumed by the void’s consuming might.
Each tier tells a story untold,
Of ancient power and treasures bold,
Yet beneath the beauty, a hidden dread,
Where light and darkness intertwine and wed.
With every step, the mind bends more,
Exploring what was and what’s in store,
In this celestial, enigmatic climb,
Through the realms of space and time.
A journey infinite, beyond the known,
In this cathedral of the unknown,
Where reality and fantasy blend,
At the path where worlds begin and end.
The black hole beckons with a silent call,
Promising the end of all,
Yet within its grasp, a birth anew,
The cyclical dance of the cosmic view.
