In the hush of twilight’s gentle descent,
Where whispers of the wind find their lament,
There lies a realm where time slows its pace,
A sanctuary, a soft, tender embrace.

Beneath the canopy of stars that gleam,
In the embrace of night, we softly dream,
Rest finds us in its tranquil, soothing arms,
Away from toil, away from worldly harms.

The lullaby of silence sings so sweet,
As heartbeats and breaths in rhythm meet,
The world outside fades to a distant blur,
In stillness, our souls begin to stir.

So let us cherish this gift so rare,
The quiet moments, without a care,
For in rest, we find our strength anew,
A gentle pause, a peaceful view.