The Night Sky

The night sky is a canvas, painted black,

With stars that twinkle and dance, a cosmic act.

The moon, a beacon in the sky,

Guiding us through the darkness, never to die.

The constellations, a map in the sky,

Guiding us to our destiny, as we fly.

The Milky Way, a river of light,

Guiding us through the dark, towards what is right.

The night sky is a mystery, never-ending,

A story of the universe, always ascending.

It tells of love and loss, of hope and fear,

Of life and death, of what is and what's near.

So look up at the night sky, and let your heart be free,

And let the stars and moon guide you, to all you want to be.

For the night sky is a reminder, of all that's yet to come,

And all that is yet to be discovered, under the night's hum.