In the vast expanse where dreams unfold,
The sky whispers secrets untold,
With hues of azure and silver lace,
A canvas painted with gentle grace.
Clouds drift softly, a ballet in the air,
Weaving stories with delicate flair,
Shadows and light in a tender chase,
An ever-changing, ethereal embrace.
As daylight fades to twilight’s gleam,
Stars emerge, a celestial dream,
The sky, a tapestry of night,
Wrapped in the moon’s gentle light.
In silence, the clouds begin to rest,
Cradled by the horizon’s gentle crest,
A lullaby sung by the night’s gentle sigh,
Until dawn awakens the sleeping sky.