In the depths of eternal night,
Where shadows dance with silent grace,
The whispers of the dark take flight,
And stars conceal their radiant face.

The moon, a ghostly sentinel,
Casts a pallid, spectral glow,
Over landscapes ephemeral,
Where dreams and fears begin to flow.

The silence speaks in hushed tones,
Of secrets lost to time and space,
In darkness, we are not alone,
As shadows shift and intertwine.

Embrace the quiet, let it be,
A refuge from the blinding light,
For in the darkness, we are free,
To wander through the endless night.