As the day bows to the night,
The sky wears a cloak of stars,
Whispers of the twilight ignite,
Dreams that travel afar.
Moonlight dances on the waves,
Painting silver on the shore,
Each ripple a secret, a tale it saves,
Of lovers and legends of yore.
The night breeze sings a lullaby,
To the trees and the sleeping flowers,
Nature’s soft, tender sigh,
Embracing the midnight hours.
In this tranquil, serene embrace,
Hearts find solace and peace,
Beneath the stars’ gentle gaze,
Worries and burdens cease.