When the world grows cold and weary,
Find solace in the gentle night,
Wrapped in whispers, soft and airy,
Comfort found in quiet light.

Beneath the stars, a tender glow,
Where dreams are spun with silver threads,
In silent moments, hearts do know,
The warmth where every fear is shed.

A lullaby of rustling leaves,
A symphony of calming streams,
In the hush, the soul believes,
The safety cradled in its dreams.

So rest upon the earth’s embrace,
Let peace envelop every care,
In this serene and sacred space,
Find the comfort waiting there.