In the quiet of the night, shadows softly fall,
A whisper of time, echoing through the hall,
Each breath a fleeting moment, dancing in the air,
Mortality’s gentle touch, a reminder everywhere.

The stars above, they twinkle, ancient and wise,
Witness to countless lives, under the vast skies,
We are but stardust, in a transient form,
Embracing the ephemeral, weathering life’s storm.

Leaves fall gracefully, in the autumn breeze,
A cycle of renewal, in nature’s timeless tease,
As we walk this path, with each step we take,
Mortality’s embrace, a promise we can’t forsake.

Cherish each moment, let love light the way,
For in the end, it’s the memories that stay,
In the whisper of time, we find our place,
Embracing mortality, with dignity and grace.