In the silent embrace of the night, they travel,
Invisible threads, weaving through time and space,
Carrying whispers, stories untold and unravel,
Connecting hearts in a distant, unseen place.

A symphony of signals, a chorus of waves,
Dancing through the air with unheard grace,
From ancient radios to modern enclaves,
They bridge the void, a timeless chase.

Through the static, a melody is born,
Echoes of voices, songs of the past,
In every pulse, a new dawn is sworn,
As memories in the ether forever last.

The radio waves, a silent guide,
Through the cosmos, far and wide,
Bearing the weight of dreams inside,
In their folds, our souls confide.