In the quiet of the night, shadows dance,
Whispers of the final embrace call,
Stars flicker in their celestial trance,
As the veil of life begins to fall.
The river of time flows gentle and still,
Carrying souls on its endless stream,
Beyond the horizon, beyond the hill,
Into the realm where spirits dream.
Leaves rustle in the soft autumn breeze,
Echoes of laughter now distant and faint,
Memories linger among the trees,
In the colors of life, bold and quaint.
In this silence, a gentle peace finds,
The heartâs burdens slowly release,
To the eternal rhythm that binds,
Life and death in a solemn peace.