Needless Things: Cosmic Realignment

The stars unhook their silver chains, Resetting time through shifting veins, A spiral breath, a sacred song, Correcting what has turned so wrong.

Galaxies tilt, their spines re-bent, Planets hum in alignment’s intent, Nebulas weave their radiant thread, Reviving the paths where mortals tread.

The constellations crack and bend, Old cycles close, new truths ascend, Black holes sigh, releasing the weight, Of fractured timelines, broken fate.

Now every orbit finds its place, In harmony with endless space, A cosmic pulse, both fierce and kind, Resets the soul, rewrites the mind. NNN