In the gentle hush of evening’s embrace,
Lilies stand like sentinels in grace,
Their petals whisper secrets untold,
Reflecting moonlight in silvery fold.

A soft breeze dances through the leaves,
Caressing the blooms in twilight’s weave,
Each lily a star in the garden’s sky,
Telling tales as the night drifts by.

Beneath the watchful gaze of stars,
They sway to nature’s silent bars,
A symphony of life, serene and still,
Breathing calm over the night’s gentle chill.

Dreams take flight on floral wings,
As lilies sing of timeless things,
In the quiet glow of lunar light,
They weave magic through the heart of night.