In the quiet embrace of twilight’s gleam,
Where dreams and reality softly seam,
Lies the silent symphony of night,
A gentle whisper, a lullaby’s light.

Stars twinkle like the eyes of the wise,
Guiding the soul through darkened skies,
The moon, a guardian, watches with care,
As we drift into sleep, free from despair.

Shadows dance in the stillness profound,
In this realm, peace and solace are found,
The world fades, worries gently dispel,
In sleep’s tender arms, we dwell.

Night’s embrace is a sanctuary deep,
Where the mind finds rest, thoughts asleep,
Until dawn’s light begins to creep,
And we wake from the night’s silent keep.