In the velvet cloak of night, they gleam,
Whispering secrets in a cosmic dream,
Each twinkle a story, ancient and bright,
Guiding lost souls through the infinite night.
They dance in patterns, a celestial ballet,
A silent symphony in the Milky Way,
Eternal beacons of hope and desire,
Flickering flames of a distant fire.
Beneath their glow, we ponder and sigh,
Wondering what lies beyond the sky,
Immortal witnesses of timeâs gentle flow,
Watching over us as we come and go.
Stars, the whispers of the universe’s lore,
Guiding our dreams to the distant shore,
In their light, we find solace and peace,
A reminder that we are part of this cosmic piece.