In the stillness of the midnight hour,Where shadows dance and silence reigns,The darkness weaves its mystic power,A cloak where dreams and fears remain.Beneath the veil of the endless sky,Stars like scattered diamonds gleam,The moon’s soft glow a lullaby,Guiding souls through midnight’s dream.The whispering winds in quiet trees,Sing ancient tales of time and space,A symphony of mysteries,In the darkness, we find our place.Yet in this realm of shadowed light,Where night embraces every flaw,We learn to see with inner sight,And find the beauty in the raw.