In the gentle cradle of night’s embrace,
Where stars sing softly, a quiet place,
The weary soul finds sweet release,
In the tender arms of peaceful ease.

Beneath the moon’s watchful, silvery gaze,
Time slows down in a calming haze,
Breaths deepen with the lull of night,
As worries fade with the fading light.

The rustling leaves in whispered dance,
Invite the spirit to take a chance,
To wander through realms of serene delight,
Where dreams are woven in the soft moonlight.

In this sanctuary of gentle rest,
The heart beats softly in the chest,
Renewed by the night’s gentle song,
To face the dawn, refreshed and strong.