In the cradle of the night, where shadows softly lie,
A gentle glow emerges, painting whispers in the sky.
Stars begin their journey, scattered bright and bold,
Guiding weary travelers through the stories yet untold.

In the heart of darkness, where silence holds its reign,
The light, a fleeting visitor, dares to break the chain.
With every dawn that chases the velvet cloak away,
Hope is rekindled, a promise of a brighter day.

Yet in the dance of contrast, where light and dark entwine,
There lies a deeper beauty, a harmony divine.
For without the shadow’s embrace, how could the light be known?
In their eternal balance, the seeds of wonder are sown.

So let us revel in this play, where opposites collide,
In the cosmic theater, where mysteries abide.
For in the dance of day and night, a truth is softly told:
That in both light and darkness, our souls are gently consoled.