The moon whispers secrets in the night,
Casting silver shadows, so soft, so bright.
Stars twinkle like dreams in the sky,
Guiding our hearts as time passes by.

The night is a canvas, dark and deep,
Where every star has a story to keep.
Dreams float gently on the midnight breeze,
Whispering tales that put our minds at ease.

Each object in this celestial dance,
Holds a mystery, a hidden chance.
The moon and stars, so far, yet near,
Are the keepers of hopes, and banishers of fear.

In the quiet hours, as the world sleeps,
The moon and stars their vigil keep.
They remind us of the beauty in the night,
And fill our dreams with pure delight.