Beneath the velvet sky, they twinkle bright,
Silent guardians of the nightâs gentle grace,
In the vast expanse, a shimmering light,
Stars whisper stories from their timeless place.
They paint the darkness with their radiant glow,
Each a beacon of dreams, distant yet near,
Guiding lost souls with a gentle flow,
In their presence, the night becomes clear.
Secrets of the universe they hold tight,
Woven in patterns of celestial art,
In their glow, we find comfort and delight,
As they heal the wounds of a weary heart.
Forever they remain, in endless flight,
Guardians of dreams under the nightâs dome,
Through their dance, we find our own light,
In their embrace, we are finally home.