In the vast expanse of the cosmic sea,
Where stars twinkle and galaxies be,
A structure rises, a testament to time,
Of secrets held in its crystalline rime.

The emerald hues of its silent form,
Whisper tales of a distant cosmic storm.
Each facet gleams with a memory,
Of a universe yet to be seen, to be free.

A celestial body looms in the night,
A silent observer of the cosmic fight.
It watches over the structure's might,
A guardian of the secrets held in its light.

This edifice, a beacon in the void,
A testament to a hope that's been destroyed.
It stands as a reminder, a symbol of pride,
In the face of the infinite, the eternal tide.