Celestial Threshold

Beneath the dome of stars, where dreams take flight, A threshold opens wide to endless night. The room, a sanctuary of calm and grace, Reflects the cosmos in its quiet space. Chairs and tables stand in silent rows, Awaiting whispers of celestial vows. The light that filters through the circular frame Brings forth a vision, both strange and tame. Each star a beacon, each shadow a guide, In this chamber where time is left aside. Here, the soul finds solace, the heart finds rest, In the embrace of the universe's vast breast. Through this portal, we glimpse the infinite, A journey begins, a path we must meet. For in this space, the mortal and divine Merge in a dance, a sacred design. Let the stars be your compass, the night your friend, As you step through this threshold, where dreams ascend.