In the cradle of the evening’s gentle sigh,
Stars weave tales across the velvet sky.
Their whispers dance on moonlit streams,
Illuminating the path of our dreams.

Each twinkle holds a secret, old and wise,
A glimpse into the universe’s eyes.
They guide the wanderers of the night,
With a promise of dawn’s soft light.

Constellations paint stories untold,
In silent symphonies of silver and gold.
A celestial dance that never fades,
Through the deep cosmic serenades.

Beneath their glow, we find our place,
In the vastness of time and space.
Stars, eternal in their watch above,
Remind us of the beauty of love.