Chronicles of the Cosmic Cartographer - Mapping the Constellations in the Atlas of the Skies - Poem Lyrics in English
In the cosmic expanse, where galaxies soar,
Chronicles unfold from the cosmic core.
A cartographer of stars, with celestial might,
Mapping constellations in the atlas of the night.
With a quill dipped in stardust, the cartographer's art,
Tracing the cosmic canvas, each celestial chart.
Chronicles written in the ink of the skies,
A dance of constellations, where wonder lies.
Orion strides with a hunter's grace,
Chronicles of the cosmic, in the starry space.
Ursa Major, a bear in cosmic flight,
Mapped by the cartographer in the velvet night.
Cassiopeia's throne, a queen's regal gaze,
Chronicles etched in the cosmic maze.
Through the Milky Way, a celestial river,
The cartographer maps with grace and shiver.
Gemini twins in an astral dance,
Chronicles of the cosmic, a celestial trance.
The Zodiac unfolds in the cartographer's hand,
Mapping the stars in the celestial band.
With the North Star as a guiding light,
Chronicles of the cosmic, pure and bright.
The cartographer's quill weaves tales untold,
In the atlas of the skies, a story to behold.
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| Chronicles of the Cosmic Cartographer - Mapping the Constellations in the Atlas of the Skies - Poem Lyrics in English |
So, look to the heavens with wide-open eyes,
Where the cosmic cartographer's art lies.
In the atlas of the skies, constellations chart,
Chronicles of the cosmic, a celestial heart.
In the boundless expanse where stars align,
The cosmic cartographer's journey does entwine.
Mapping constellations in the atlas of the skies,
Charting the heavens with celestial eyes.
With each stroke of the pen, a galaxy unfolds,
Tales of wonder and mystery, ancient and bold.
Navigating nebulae and stellar seas,
In the vast cosmic canvas, mapping destinies.
Oh, cosmic cartographer, with skill and art,
You chart the pathways of the celestial chart.
In the tapestry of stars, your hand does trace,
The secrets of the universe, in endless grace.
So let us marvel at the maps you create,
Guiding us through the cosmos, our fates to navigate.
For in the chronicles of the cosmic cartographer's lore,
We find the wonders of the universe, forevermore.
In the atlas of the skies, a cosmic cartographer roams,
Mapping constellations, charting celestial zones,
Chronicles unfold beneath the starry dome,
As the cosmic cartographer finds a celestial home.
With steady hand and keen eye, they trace,
The patterns of stars in their boundless space,
Each constellation a story, a myth to behold,
In the cosmic atlas, their tales are told.
From Orion's belt to the Great Bear's might,
The cartographer navigates the endless night,
Capturing the essence of the universe's dance,
In the atlas of the skies, where dreams enhance.
Their maps reveal the secrets of the cosmic sea,
Guiding explorers to realms of mystery,
In the chronicles they write, truth intertwines,
With the wonder of the cosmos, in celestial lines.
So let us marvel at the cartographer's art,
As they map the heavens, from end to start,
For in the chronicles of the cosmic cartographer's quest,
We find the beauty of the cosmos, at its best.
