Shooting stars streak across the night,
A cosmic dance, a wondrous sight,
Messengers from the sky so high,
Granting wishes as they fly by.
Their tails of light, a celestial blaze,
Carrying dreams through the moonlit haze,
Whispers of magic in the dark,
Illuminating wishes with a spark.
Glimmering symbols of hope and love,
Traversing realms far, far above,
Fulfilling desires across the land,
In every heart where they expand.
A fleeting glimpse, a fleeting chance,
Grants wishes with a cosmic trance,
Mystical wonders in their flight,
Shooting stars ignite the night.
In every wish we send afar,
Shooting stars as our avatar,
They connect us to the universe,
And in their glow, we find our converse.