In the velvet cloak of night, stars twinkle bright,
Jewels scattered across the canvas of infinite light.
The moon, a silver sentinel, guards the silent hour,
Bathing the world in a soft, ethereal power.
Clouds drift like whispers, secrets they confide,
As constellations dance, in a cosmic tide.
The Milky Way, a river of dreams, flows wide and deep,
Where celestial beings weave stories as they sleep.
Each star, a flicker of hope in the vast, dark sea,
A reminder of wishes cast, wild and free.
Planets twirl in harmony, lovers in flight,
Embracing the darkness, they ignite the night.
Owls serenade the silence, wise guardians of lore,
While the night breeze carries tales from distant shores.
The horizon blushes softly, as dawn creeps near,
Yet in this tranquil moment, the universe feels near.
So let us wander beneath this tapestry divine,
Where every glimmer tells a story, where dreams intertwine.
For in the beauty of the night sky, we find our place,
In the endless expanse of time and space.
