With the night comes darkness, but also stars,

A sky of velvet, dotted with distant scars.

Each one a story, burning bright,

Whispering secrets in the still of the night.

Beneath their glow, the world stands still,

The quiet hum of time, an endless thrill.

Shadows stretch, but hope is near,

In the dark, the stars appear.

They shimmer softly, like forgotten dreams,

Guiding lost souls with their silver beams.

For though the night may swallow whole,

The stars ignite a weary soul.

In their light, we see what’s true,

The beauty that darkness hides from view.

With the night comes darkness, but also stars,

A promise that even night can heal our scars.