The Celestial Sigh Before Dawn

In black velvet, pearls scattered and cold,
Billions of eyes watch the immense deep.
Its ancient light, a glow that will not yield,
A silent ballet of an intense fate.
But the horizon hints at a pale glow,
A golden promise, cold and cruel.
The dark realm changes its color,
A gray veil that now hides the night.
Here a sigh is born, a hidden lament,
Not an audible voice, but a tremor of light.
For the stolen time, the domain torn away,
Which the rising star with force will guide.
They embrace each other, a final spark,
Then they will vanish, into forced sleep.
Only the dark awaits them, and its tranquil
Promise of return, never forgotten.