In the quiet of the cosmic night,
Mars whispers tales of ancient days,
Red dust dances in fading light,
Where secrets rest in crimson haze.
Mountains stand with silent grace,
Valleys carved by winds unknown,
Echoes linger in this place,
A world of mysteries all its own.
Stars above cast gentle glow,
Upon the scarlet, barren land,
Dreams of explorers come and go,
In search of truths by stardust’s hand.
Beyond the reach of earthly bounds,
Mars sings its song to distant skies,
A melody of silent sounds,
In the heart where endless wonder lies.