O companions of the gathering of joy, where should I search for you—under the shadow of the stars, or in the moonlight of the night's late hours?

The poet looks back with tender nostalgia at the beloved companions who once brought life and laughter to gatherings of joy. Now left alone in the quiet hours, he wonders whether to seek them beneath the stillness of the stars or in the fading moonlight of the night's final watch. It beautifully captures the bittersweet ache of longing for lost friendships against the backdrop of a silent, departing night.