Amidst the velvet night they gleam,
Silent guardians of our dreams.
Whispering tales of ancient lore,
In cosmic dance forevermore.
Through the dark they gently guide,
Shining beacons, far and wide.
Each one tells a story bright,
Illuminating the endless night.
They paint the sky with twinkling light,
A tapestry of pure delight.
In their glow, we find our way,
Turning darkness into day.
Eternal, steadfast, in their place,
They watch over the human race.
Stars above, a guiding chart,
Lighting paths within the heart.