The stars they do twinkle
On a soft moonlit night.
They shine and they dance
At a dizzy-ing height.
With touches of stardust
And arches and grooves ~
Like poetry in motion
The galaxy moves.
The heavens they glitter
In soft flowing hues,
Whirling and swirling ~
Make spectacular views.
They tumble and dip
To a tune all their own;
Then sway out of sight
To where man's never flown.
Victoria