In the quiet hours of waiting,
When the world is hushed and still,
I find solace in the silence,
As time bends to my will.
The stars whisper ancient secrets,
While the moon casts its gentle glow,
And in this serene moment,
My heart begins to slow.
The shadows dance with longing,
As dreams take flight on the breeze,
I am caught in this tender reverie,
Where time seems to freeze.
Though the wait may be endless,
And the night may feel so long,
In the quiet hours of waiting,
I find my strength to carry on.