Beneath the azure dome so vast,
Where dreams and whispers gently cast,
A realm of wonder, calm, and bright,
Embraces day and welcomes night.

The sun ascends with golden grace,
Painting hues upon its face,
While clouds in dance, a fleeting show,
Drift softly in the evening glow.

Stars ignite the twilight’s veil,
Telling tales of epic scale,
Constellations, ancient, wise,
Illuminate the midnight skies.

And as the dawn begins to rise,
With colors that enchant the eyes,
The sky, a canvas ever true,
Awaits each day to start anew.