Beneath the endless sky, where stars softly gleam,
Whispers of the night weave through silent dreams.
In the quiet, they dance with gentle grace,
Painting the heavens with a timeless embrace.
Each star a story, a distant, shimmering call,
Guiding lost souls with its radiant thrall.
Through the darkened void, they shine so bright,
Guardians of hope in the stillness of night.
Their ancient light travels through space and time,
A celestial symphony, a cosmic rhyme.
With every twinkle, they speak of distant lore,
Secrets of the universe waiting to explore.
As night surrenders to the dawn’s gentle rise,
Stars fade softly from our waking eyes.
Yet in our hearts, their light forever stays,
Guiding our dreams through life’s winding maze.