Slumber now, dear alien, ‘neath foreign skies,
Where stars sing and the gentle cosmos lies.
Your tentacles relax, your antennas at ease,
As the universe hums a soft melody on the breeze.
Drift in dreams through the nebula’s hue,
Where comets dance and black holes eschew.
In the quiet of space, where time gently bends,
Find solace in the stars, where the light never ends.
So rest your eyes, with visions so keen,
Let the quiet of the cosmos be your serene.
Rejuvenate your soul, in the galaxy’s heart,
Goodnight, dear alien, till the morning stars depart.