Left in Darkness

The stars, shipwrecked from dark skies,
sigh in silence, dance without sound,
while night reveals them, secrets of sleeping light.
A quiet dance among veils of night,
where every spark is a lost soul,
that flees the clamor and loses itself in the eternal abyss.
And so in the silence, I hear their whisper,
echo of a journey without end,
between dreams and darkness, stars that never cease to sail.