Beneath the vast and silent sky,
The stars awaken, twinkling high.
A symphony of light and grace,
In endless realms of boundless space.
Each star, a note in cosmic tune,
Their rhythm sways beneath the moon.
Through ancient whispers, they proclaim,
The story etched in heaven’s name.
Their voices hum through midnight's veil,
A melody that cannot fail.
It speaks of love, of dreams untold,
Of hearts both tender, young, and old.
The constellations dance and weave,
A tapestry that we believe.
In every flicker, every gleam,
Lies fragments of a distant dream.
Oh, mortal soul, lift up your gaze,
Embrace the stars' eternal blaze.
For in their light, we find our part,
The symphony within our heart.

Jakarta, January 3, 2025