Celestial Serenade

Beneath a celestial tapestry, I lay in awe,

As stars sprinkle the night sky with their glow.

A symphony of dreams unfolds above me,

A serenade of twinkling lights that capture my heart.

Each star a beacon, a guide in the vast expanse,

Mapping constellations of ancient lore.

I trace their patterns with wonder-filled eyes,

Lost in the stories they silently implore.

The moon, a luminary goddess in the dark,

Casts a gentle glow upon the earth below.

Her silver beams illuminate the world,

Bathing it in a mystical, ethereal glow.

Oh, how I long to dance among the stars,

To twirl and spin in their cosmic embrace.

I'd become a comet, streaking through space,

Leaving trails of stardust in my wake.

The night sky becomes my sanctuary,

A realm where imagination knows no bounds.

I whisper my hopes to the twinkling lights,

As they listen intently, without a sound.

So, I'll lie here a while, lost in reverie,

Absorbing the enchantment of this celestial serenade.

For in the vastness of the starlit dreamscape,

I find solace, wonder, and infinite grace.