In the night’s embrace, where whispers dwell,
Stars weave a tapestry of dreams untold,
Their silent symphony, a celestial spell,
Guiding hearts through the night’s cold.
Shadows dance with gentle grace,
A waltz of mystery beneath the moon,
In their fleeting steps, we trace
Stories sung to a timeless tune.
The stars above, eternal guides,
Shimmering through the velvet dark,
Their light a beacon as time glides,
Igniting hope with every spark.
In this sacred, starlit choir,
Hearts find solace, fears released,
Amidst the shadows, dreams aspire,
To find in night a lasting peace.