In the boundless expanse where stars reside,
A cosmic eye gazes, open wide,
Painting visions on the fabric of space,
With celestial hues, a cosmic embrace.
Its iris, a nebula, swirling with grace,
Flecked with stardust, a captivating chase,
In shades of azure and deepest black,
The cosmic eye watches, never to lack.
With every blink, galaxies unfold,
Secrets and mysteries, yet to be told,
Planets and moons reflect in its gaze,
As constellations dance in cosmic haze.
Through the vast canvas, it scans the night,
Capturing wonders in a cosmic light,
Emitting cosmic rays from its core,
The eye etches graffiti, forevermore.
Its lashes, comet tails, streaking wide,
Leaving trails of color, a cosmic stride,
A celestial artist, creating anew,
A masterpiece in the cosmic view.
Stars are the pigments, scattered and bright,
Forming patterns that ignite the night,
Nebulas and clusters, swirl and blend,
As the cosmic eye graffiti transcends.
