A delicate face, half-shrouded in grace,
Dreaming softly in cosmic embrace.
Wrapped in a veil where the galaxies spin,
A quiet universe waiting within.
Stars fall like dust on a tapestry sky,
As ancient epochs and nebulae fly.
A silent sovereign of starlight and thread,
With the infinite spinning inside her head.
I'm sorry, forgot, those uploaded images did earlier, and prompts are lost...but there are some images here with the same prompt that I uploaded earlier...