Beneath the velvet sky so vast and deep,
Where galaxies in endless ballet spin,
A universe of secrets stars do keep,
As ancient whispers in the night begin.

Through cosmic arms that spiral, light does weave,
Painting dreams upon the canvas dark,
From distant realms where mortal minds conceive,
A symphony of stardust leaves its mark.

Nebulae like flowers bloom in space,
Their petals glowing with a spectral fire,
In each creation, every stellar grace,
Lies a story of eternal desire.

Infinite, the dance of light and void,
A cosmic waltz that never seems to cease,
In this realm where time and space are toyed,
The galaxy sings songs of endless peace.