In the velvet blanket of the night,
Stars whisper secrets to the moon,
Lighting paths with gentle might,
In the quiet, cosmic tune.

Each twinkle tells a tale so old,
Of dreams that drift in endless skies,
Stories of love, brave and bold,
Mirrored in celestial eyes.

They dance in patterns, bright and clear,
Guiding sailors through the storm,
A beacon for all hearts sincere,
In their radiant, timeless form.

So, when you gaze upon the night,
And see those stars that softly gleam,
Remember their eternal light,
And let your soul with wonder dream.