In the quiet corners of a fading day,
Shadows stretch and dance in silent play.
The heart, a lonely wanderer on its quest,
Seeks solace in the night’s gentle rest.

Stars above, distant and cold,
Whisper tales of dreams untold.
The moon, a silent guardian high,
Watches over tears that softly lie.

Among the whispers of the trees,
A soul searches for peace with ease.
Yet in the solitude, a voice is found,
Echoing in the heart, profound.

Through the veil of night, hope appears,
A gentle light to calm the fears.
In being alone, strength is discovered,
A journey within, beautifully uncovered.