In the velvet dome of night they gleam,
Whispers of light in a silent dream.
Guiding the heart with their gentle glow,
In their presence, the world feels slow.

Each star a tale, a story untold,
Of ancient times, in skies of gold.
A dance eternal in cosmic sea,
Their light a bridge to eternity.

In solitude, they weave their lore,
A tapestry across the night’s door.
With every twinkle, a secret shared,
Among the dreamers deeply ensnared.

Beneath their gaze, the soul finds rest,
In the quiet night, we feel most blessed.
Stars above, in endless flight,
Guardians of the silent night.