In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where stars weave tales of endless flight,
Time pauses, holding breath in awe,
At eternity’s gentle, unyielding law.

The moon casts shadows on ancient lands,
While tides respond to her silent commands,
In cycles unbroken, they rise and fall,
A testament to the eternal call.

Mountains stand with timeless grace,
Guardians of earth in their majestic place,
Their peaks touch the heavens high,
In the vast embrace of the endless sky.

Eternity whispers through the trees,
In the rustling leaves and the gentle breeze,
A reminder that though time may flee,
In nature’s heart, we’re forever free.