The Midnight Sky

In the depth of darkness, when day bids goodbye,

A canvas spread across , the midnight sky.

Twinkling stars, like diamonds above,

Illuminate from the heavens.

The moon, with its imperfections, beautiful and bright,

Casts its glow upon the silent night.

Clouds drift by, like scraps of my imagination,

In the vast expanse, where magic dwells.

A gentle wind whispers across the darkness floor, a soft lullaby,

As creatures of the night beneath it lie, tightly tucked together.

Owls hoot softly, in the moon's soft glow,

While crickets chirp, their melodies harmony.

Each constellation formed to tell a different story of old,

Of destiny, legends, myths, and secrets.

In the midnight sky, mysteries abound,

A realm of wonder, where dreams are found.

So I gazed upon the heavens in the depth of the night,

with wonder in my eye,

And lose myself in the beauty of the midnight sky.

For in its depths, there's magic and mysteries to behold,

A symphony of stars, forever untold.