In the quiet embrace of the fading light,
Where shadows dance on the edge of day,
A whisper calls from the silent night,
Guiding the soul on its timeless way.

Leaves fall gently from ancient trees,
Carried away by the gentle breeze,
Much like the thoughts of those who grieve,
In the stillness where spirits cease.

Stars begin their solemn glow,
In the vast expanse of the endless sky,
A reminder that beyond the sorrow,
Lies a place where souls can fly.

The earth cradles the departed ones,
In a tender embrace, soft and deep,
While memories linger, a song unsung,
In hearts where love and loss still weep.