In the heart of the evening’s embrace,
Where whispers of the wind find their place,
Silence speaks in a tender grace,
Filling the void with its soft trace.

Shadows dance in the twilight’s glow,
As the world takes a gentle bow,
Night’s quietude sets the scene aglow,
In silence, the soul begins to grow.

Stars above sing a silent tune,
Under the watchful eye of the moon,
In the stillness, hearts attune,
To the peace found in the silent commune.

The dawn breaks with a whispered sigh,
As silence bids the night goodbye,
In its wake, the spirit can fly,
Finding strength in the quiet sky.