Beneath the vast and starry dome, I gaze,
At wonders painted in the midnight sky,
Each twinkling light a story yet untold,
A universe where endless dreams can fly.
The moon, a silent guardian of the night,
Casts silver whispers on the world below,
In shadows deep, where mysteries reside,
And secrets of the cosmos gently glow.
Through constellations, ancient myths arise,
Their timeless tales inscribed in stardust bright,
A dance of light that spans the eons past,
Enchanting souls who wander through the night.
In awe, I stand, a witness to the grand,
The boundless beauty of the heavens wide,
For in this silent, wondrous midnight land,
The essence of the universe does bide.