In the velvet night, under a dome of whispering stars,
I cast my wishes, fragile dreams, towards Mars.
The silence, thick and comforting as a cloak,
Speaks in tongues only the heartbroken know.
Each twinkle, a story from ages past,
A cosmic ballet, vast and vast.
In the dance of light across the eons,
I find solace, in the night with its countless ions.