Echoes of Night

In the thin void of a whisper,
the universe dissolves in a sigh,
crumbs of light, fragments of absence,
that tremble and vanish into silence.
A star, echo of a distant past,
fades in a shuddering eternity,
leaving a caress of darkness,
within the folds of an endless moment.
The breath expands, is lost, dissolve
the boundaries of what once was,
and infinity disappears through the hands,
like a secret whispered to oblivion.
Only silence remains, and its cold echo,
a whisper of universe that vanishes into nothing,
in the breath of a night that will not exist,
a star that fades, gently, into the shadow.