Beneath the canvas of the night,
Where stars whisper ancient tales,
A symphony of light unfolds,
In hues of silver and gold.

The moon, a silent guardian,
Watches over the dreaming earth,
As constellations dance in harmony,
Painting dreams with celestial mirth.

In the quiet of the starlit eve,
Shadows speak in gentle tones,
Of journeys through the vast unknowns,
And mysteries yet to be shown.

Let the night sky be our guide,
As we wander in its endless sea,
Finding peace in its silent embrace,
And hope in its infinity.