Beneath the velvet sky at twilight’s end,
Where stars like scattered diamonds lay,
The universe begins its gentle mend,
As galaxies in silence sway.

The moon, a guardian of the night,
Casts silver shadows on the land,
While comets trace their fleeting flight,
In cosmic arcs, so grand.

Nebulas in hues of blue and red,
Dance in the vast, unending sea,
Whispering tales of worlds unsaid,
In the language of infinity.

And in this celestial symphony,
Our souls find solace and delight,
Bound by threads of mystery,
In the endless embrace of night.