Pavillon étoilé illuminant un jardin fantastique à minuit

“Pavilion of Eternal Starlight” In the garden’s midnight hush, it breathes, A pavilion glowing beneath dark eaves. No lantern sways, no candle gleams, Its light is spun from whispered dreams, As fireflies drift in quiet wreaths. The stars above burst into bloom, Nebulous hues dispelling gloom. Galaxies spiral, wild and vast, Painting the heavens with colours that last— A celestial canvas the night assumes. The rafters shimmer in starlight’s play, Each carved dragon alight with the Milky Way. Fireflies gather in glowing streams, Filling the air with emerald beams, A dance that mimics the comets’ sway. Below, the peonies burn like fire, Bioluminescent, their glow climbs higher. Lotus blossoms catch stardust’s grace, Scattering jewels in the garden’s embrace— A floral echo of the sky’s desire. And high above, meteors fall like rain, Silver streaks through the night’s domain. The pavilion gleams in this stellar tide, A radiant jewel where worlds collide— A shrine to wonders both vast and arcane. by alex1shved