When shadows fall and daylight fades,
A dance begins, of light and dark.
The moonlight whispers through the glades,
And stars ignite with a silent spark.

The night enfolds the world in dreams,
A tapestry of silver threads.
While sunlight lingers in the seams,
Where dawn and dusk their beauty spreads.

In twilight’s grasp, the world suspends,
A canvas painted black and gold.
Each moment blends, each color bends,
As stories of the night unfold.

Through every shade, both bright and dim,
We find our paths, our hearts’ true mark.
For in the balance, light and grim,
Lies the eternal, endless arc.