In the cosmic dance, a world apart,
A rusty orb in the endless dark.
Mars, the red celestial art,
A mystery etched on the canvas of the stars.
Beneath the cosmic veil, a tale unfolds,
A planet of secrets, ancient and bold.
Rust-hued landscapes, vast and wide,
Mars, the enigma, where mysteries abide.
A cold wind whispers through the scarlet dunes,
Echoes of a time lost, a forgotten tune.
Craters and canyons, etched with grace,
Silent witness to the cosmic embrace.
Phobos and Deimos, companions in flight,
Moons that cast their pale, soft light.
Guardians of the Martian night,
Guiding shadows in the alien twilight.
Valles Marineris, a grand abyss,
Carved by time, a cosmic kiss.
A chasm deep, a canyon's hymn,
Tales of epochs, written within.
Curiosity roams, a robotic rover,
Seeking answers, pushing closer.
To unlock the secrets of this ancient sphere,
In the dust of Mars, whispers we hear.
A dance of dust devils, a ballet of red,
A planet's story, waiting to be read.
In the cosmic ballet, Mars takes its part,
A world of wonder, in the vastness of the heart.
