In the embrace of twilight’s gentle hand,
Where shadows stretch across the land,
A dance begins, both fierce and bright,
Between the realms of dark and light.

The sun dips low, a golden hue,
Bathing the world in colors true,
Yet darkness creeps, a silent guest,
To lay the weary day to rest.

Stars awaken, a celestial show,
Their twinkling lights like whispers flow,
Through the night, they softly gleam,
Guiding dreams in a quiet stream.

As dawn approaches, a tender glow,
The night retreats, its shadows go,
Light and dark, a timeless art,
Forever woven in nature’s heart.