Stardust Serenade

In the velvet night, a cosmic dance,
Stardust swirls in celestial trance.
Nebulae sing their silent song,
As we, earth-bound, hum along.

Galaxies spin in slow waltz time,
Their spiral arms in perfect rhyme.
Constellations, age-old stories told,
In pinpricks of light, both new and old.

Comets streak across the dark,
Leaving trails of glowing spark.
Their fiery tails, a fleeting verse,
In the epic poem of the universe.

Planets pirouette around the sun,
Their orbital dance never done.
Each one humming its unique tune,
From Mercury’s heat to Neptune’s moon.

Asteroids tumble, rough and free,
In belts of rocky poetry.
Their jagged rhythms intertwine,
With smoother melodies divine.

Pulsars beat with steady heart,
Their radio waves, cosmic art.
Sending signals through the void,
Like drumbeats, steady and employed.

Black holes sing in deepest bass,
Bending light and warping space.
Their gravitational refrains,
Echo through celestial plains.

Starlight travels years untold,
To reach our eyes, its story old.
Yet in this ancient luminance,
We find a new significance.

For we are born of this same dust,
That forms the stars and cosmic crust.
Our atoms once danced in stellar cores,
Now earthbound, but still longing for

The music of the spheres so grand,
A symphony few understand.
Yet in our souls, we feel the beat,
Of cosmic rhythms, soft and sweet.

So when you gaze at stars above,
Remember you’re part of this love.
This stardust serenade so fine,
In which we’re notes in the divine.

For though we seem so small, so far,
We’re made of stuff that builds a star.
In cosmic songs, we play our part,
Stardust singing, heart to heart.