In the vast tapestry above, they gleam,
Tiny beacons of hope in the night,
Each one a keeper of ancient dreams,
Whispering stories in silent flight.

Their light, a gentle guide through the dark,
Illuminating paths untold,
With every twinkle, they leave a mark,
A celestial dance, timeless and bold.

We gaze in wonder, spirits alight,
Lost in the magic of their embrace,
Stars, the guardians of the quiet night,
Bestow their grace with endless space.

In their presence, we find our peace,
Bound by the cosmos, forever near,
They remind us of dreams that never cease,
In the heart of the night, they persevere.