Beneath the canvas of the starry night,
Whispers of the infinite galaxy take flight.
Each twinkle tells a tale untold,
Of mysteries and wonders that unfold.

In the arms of cosmic embrace,
Planets dance in a celestial grace.
Nebulae paint dreams in hues so grand,
A universe crafted by a divine hand.

Through the silence of the void so deep,
Stars awaken from their ancient sleep.
Their light, a beacon across time and space,
Guiding souls in their eternal chase.

We gaze up, hearts filled with desire,
To touch the stars, to feel their fire.
The galaxy, a realm of endless dreams,
Where nothing is ever as it seems.