Beneath the canopy of a starry night,
Where dreams alight and spirits take flight,
The moon whispers secrets, tender and bright,
In the serene embrace of the silver light.

The constellations weave tales of old,
Of heroes bold and treasures untold,
Each twinkling star, a story to unfold,
In the quiet night, in the arms of cold.

The night sky dances in a cosmic ballet,
With comets and asteroids on a celestial highway,
The universe whispers, come what may,
In the silent symphony of the Milky Way.

As dawn approaches, the stars bid adieu,
Leaving dreams anew in the morning dew,
Under the starry canopy, we once flew,
In the night’s embrace, where wishes come true.