In the velvet cloak of night, they gleam,
Whispering secrets in a cosmic dream.
Eternal beacons in the vast expanse,
Guiding lost souls with a gentle glance.
Their light, a relic of ancient times,
Tells stories in silent rhymes.
A tapestry of fate, written in the skies,
Reflecting hopes, dreams, and goodbyes.
Stars, the silent watchers from afar,
Witness to love, to peace, to war.
In their glow, we find our place,
A moment of stillness, a touch of grace.
As night surrenders to dawnâs embrace,
Stars fade but leave a trace.
A reminder of the infinite above,
A symbol of wonder, hope, and love.