Written in the Stars, Delivered by Time

Beneath the velvet cloak of night,

The stars inscribe their silent lore,

A tapestry of ancient light,

Where destinies are etched and stored.

Each spark, a story yet untold,

A promise whispered through the skies,

A tale of futures bright and bold,

That time will carry to our eyes.

The constellations weave their thread,

Through eons vast, through endless space,

Their secrets held, their wisdom spread,

In patterns time alone can trace.

For what is written in the stars,

Is not for haste, nor fleeting hands,

But for the patient heart that bides,

And trusts the journey time commands.

The comet streaks, the planets turn,

The moon pulls tides with steady grace,

And in its rhythm, we discern

The cadence of our destined place.

So let the stars their stories write,

In ink of fire, in cosmic rhyme,

For every dream takes to its flight,

Written in the stars, delivered by time.