In the quiet of the night
A star blinks in somber twilight
It knows not its role
In a larger celestial scroll
Its light travels eons
Through space and unknown zones
Yet it burns not for applause
But in obedience to cosmic laws
Would it care to know
Its twinkle adorns my earthly show?
Does it fathom its own tale
In my humble earthly scale?
Humans dream of reaching far
They forget the journey of a single star
Oblivious that within us are
Galaxies, as boundless as any star
A sky full of luminous orbs
A quilt of cosmic proportions
Each dot a story
Each sparkle a moment
Some stay steady
Never leaving their post
Others shoot across the sky
Gone before you can say goodbye
Stories of birth
Of creation from a single spark
Stories of death
An extinguishing, a departing mark
Yet, they all come from stardust
And to stardust, they shall return
A never-ending cycle
Of which we are but a brief churn
We too are stories
With chapters yet to unfold
In this grand tapestry
A universe yet to be told
Dark matter
We cannot see it
Yet it holds stars like a net
Invisible gravity’s puppeteer
They glimmer
As if trying to communicate
Through Morse code of light
Messages indecipherable, yet bright
Millions of years
Their lifespan outstretches ours
Yet, their ending is explosive
A spectacle, grandiose and divisive
A black hole may form
An abyss, endlessly deep
Or perhaps a neutron star
Dense as our dreams are
Their silence is misleading
For each one is a cacophony
A fusion of elements
A whisper of the universe’s sentiments
Each night the sky is a canvas
Darkness is the backdrop
Stars the strokes
Invisible hands craft a mosaic
A satellite passes by
Like a trespasser on sacred ground
A fleeting guest
In an ageless fest
Polaris stands still
A beacon for the lost
A compass point
In life’s daunting joint
Not all stars are seen
Some are masked by city light
Their shine suppressed
Yet, existing nonetheless
A tapestry we can only fathom
When we turn our eyes upwards
And mute the noise
To hear the silent voice
A telescope in my yard
Stars not just dots but discs
Each one inviting scrutiny
Each one mocking my curiosity
Light-years away
Yet photons grace my lens
An intimate dance
Across astronomical distance
Red giants swell
Dwarf stars flicker
Novas bloom and fade
Cosmic ballet on cosmic stage
I capture photos
A moment in their life
Yet that moment is long gone
By the time it meets my eyes
A paradox of sight and time
The stars I see may no longer shine
Yet in that glimpse, I see forever
A loop of light, broken, yet clever
The stars above in night's embrace,
Hold their place in cosmic space.
Quietly singing, glowing bright,
In the silent theater of the night.
Each a sun, in its own right,
Guiding sailors through the night.
Voyaging across the velvet sea,
The constellation's lore a mystery.
Some fall down in fiery grace,
Leaving behind a smoky trace.
A moment's flash, then gone for good,
Just like we always knew they would.
Others age with poise and care,
Their life cycles a love affair.
Nurturing planets in their wake,
A cradle of life, for goodness sake.
As I lay beneath this sky so grand,
I feel the pull of a cosmic hand.
Connecting dots, I find my way,
Guided by stars, night or day.
Stars above, so far and high,
You make me wonder, ponder why.
You twinkle like a gem so fine,
In the necklace of Father Time.
The skies are like an endless book,
In every nook, a different look.
Stories written in stellar light,
Read aloud by the silent night.
Some stars exist in pairs or more,
A dance of gravity they can't ignore.
Twirling in their cosmic sphere,
Year by year, they draw us near.
At dawn, you fade from mortal view,
Obliged to let the sun come through.
But though you hide in daylight glare,
I know at night you'll still be there.
So as I close my eyes to dream,
I thank you for your distant gleam.
For in that light, both near and far,
I find my way, guided by a star.
In my telescope, I seek your face,
A point of light in endless space.
A flicker in the vast, dark sky,
A reason for my wondering eye.
I chart your course, both fast and slow,
In hope your secrets you'll bestow.
From spectral lines to magnitude,
Your attributes I've well reviewed.
You're not alone, I've come to find,
Many like you, a cosmic kind.
In clusters or in galaxies,
You've many stellar families.
Yet though you're but a single star,
To me, you are the one by far.
Who stirs my soul and fires my mind,
A cosmic muse, so well defined.
My telescope may gather rust,
And gears and lenses gather dust.
Yet what I've seen will ever last,
A link to cosmic ages past.
Stars at night, how you gleam so sweet,
With twinkles soft, you can't be beat.
In cradle of dark, you softly lie,
A lullaby in the open sky.
You lend a glow to evening's hue,
Painting pictures old and new.
Some constellations stick around,
While meteors flash without a sound.
Orion hunts across the sky,
As Pleiades dance, not seeming shy.
And Sirius shines with special might,
A diamond in the cloak of night.
Yet all must yield to morning's grace,
As dawn awakes to take its place.
Stars fade away, to later bloom,
When darkness once again resumes.
So as I lay me down to rest,
I know you've done your glowing best.
To fill my dreams with peace and light,
Until we meet another night.
In sky so vast, I find my role,
A glowing dot in a cosmic scroll.
With every twinkle, I make this plea:
To shine my best for all to see.
My neighbors are the moon and sun,
In this stellar tribe, we are one.
Though sun leaves me in daily plight,
He yields the stage to me at night.
My light may guide a ship at sea,
Or inspire young minds to dream freely.
For every gaze that turns my way,
I vow to make their night less gray.
Though I may end as supernova bright,
Or perhaps fade quietly into night.
I swear my glow shall never cease,
Until I find my final peace.
And when I’m gone, in stardust clad,
My light will linger, making hearts glad.
In memory or in cosmic chart,
I’ll leave a trace, a work of art.