Beneath the canopy of stars, they glide,
Silent shadows in the velvet night.
With scales that shimmer, they move with pride,
Guardians of secrets, hidden from sight.

In ancient lore, their tales are spun,
As symbols of wisdom and rebirth.
They slither softly, one by one,
Leaving trails upon the earth.

Their eyes, like jewels, catch the light,
Hypnotic, mesmerizing gaze.
In the stillness of the night,
They weave through dreams, in a mystic haze.

Yet fear not the serpents’ silent song,
For in their presence, strength you’ll find.
Embrace the path where they belong,
In harmony with nature’s kind.