The Celestial Whisper

In the heart of silence, a beat concealed,
Among clouds that brush the roots of dreams,
A sky whispers secrets, watchful and deep,
While time is lost within a tannic swirl.
And below, the world sleeps, unaware and still,
The roots entwine with distant stellar light,
An ethereal dance that brushes the elephant,
And the night breathes out, sovereign and free.