Aspirations and Dreams

The velvet night unfurled its cosmic scroll, And silent wishes softly took their flight. A whispered prayer, a yearning from the soul, To pierce the darkness with a fragile light. The distant spheres, in stellar, cold array, Seemed to lean closer, listening from afar. Each silver shimmer holding night at bay, A promise burning in a tiny star. "The stars beckoned her song to reach the crescent moon," A silver arc, a listener so grand, Residing there, beneath the silent noon, Awaiting melody across the land. Her spirit soared, on breath of cosmic grace, Finding its echo in that boundless space. ©bfa053025