Under the silver veil of night so bright,
Dreams whisper softly in the quiet air,
Stars twinkle gently with a tender light,
Guiding hearts with a celestial care.
Moonlight dances on the rippling stream,
Casting shadows of a forgotten tale,
Nature hums a lullaby of dreams,
As nightâs beauty in silence prevails.
Through the whispering winds I hear,
Echoes of a love once lost, now found,
In the stillness, everything seems clear,
A connection to the soul, profound.
As dawn approaches with its golden hue,
Dreams slowly fade into lightâs embrace,
Yet the whispered dream in nightâs soft blue,
Leaves an indelible mark, a tender trace.