In the quiet moments of the fading dusk,
Shadows stretch across the weary land,
Whispering secrets of the day’s last breath,
As the world prepares to understand.

A gentle breeze carries the scent of time,
Caressing softly the silent trees,
Leaves rustle in a mournful rhyme,
Embracing the whispers of the evening breeze.

Stars emerge in the velvet sky,
Guiding souls with their tender light,
As night enfolds the earth with a sigh,
Promising solace in the heart of the night.

Here lies the beauty of life’s gentle end,
In the quiet acceptance of the unknown,
Where every moment ceases to pretend,
And the soul finds peace in being alone.