Whisk whisk, flip and twist, beneath the starlit night on a cosmic mist.
Planets spin, moons sway, dreaming of the sun's eternal play.
In a bowl of sky so deep,
the stars are sugar, diamonds to keep.
A whisk of light, a dash of dark,
mix them gently, watch the spark.
What do you whisper, oh warm sun's kiss?
To the twinkling child of the void's abyss.