Whisper, stars in shadow's dance,
Looming ships in night's expanse.
Shelter hidden, secret, rare,
Place of refuge from despair.
Only few can find their way,
Through the dark, in disarray.
Listen well, for spots are few,
In this Shelter, hidden from view.
Many seek, but few will find,
In this refuge for mankind.
Tread softly in night's embrace,
Enter quick, it's no slow race.