Sequential Star Light Dance

Sequential Star Light Dance Form: Ottava Rima The stars align in steps we cannot see, A waltz of thought, of time, of soul unrolled. Each shimmer sings a silent symphony— A coded tale in light and spiral told. They move as one in timeless unity, Though split by myths the ancients dared unfold. Each star a pulse, each orbit knows the trance— The sky becomes the dance before the dance. Beneath their arc, our shadows stretch and bloom, Reflecting what our bodies can’t contain. The starlight stirs the seed inside the womb, And breathes its will through memory and flame. No prophet speaks what they cannot presume, For fate and rhythm rarely wear a name. And yet, we rise and echo with their trance— A soul, remembered, joins the sky to dance.