In the gentle hush of twilight’s grace,
The stars awaken, taking their place,
Whispers of the moon in silver streams,
Embrace the night with silent dreams.

The world beneath in shadows deep,
In quietude, the secrets keep,
A tapestry of night unfurls,
In the slumbering arms of the world.

The soft caress of midnight’s breeze,
Through rustling leaves and ancient trees,
A lullaby of whispered sighs,
Under the canopy of velvet skies.

As dawn approaches, night retreats,
The symphony of silence completes,
Yet in the heart remains the trace,
Of night’s gentle, soothing embrace.