In the stillness of waiting, dreams whisper softly,
The moonlight dances on the edge of hope,
Each second an eternity, each breath a longing,
For the dawn that brings a promise anew.

Shadows cast long over the silent heart,
Yearning for the touch of time’s gentle hand,
The stars speak of patience in their endless glow,
As the night cradles the dreams that grow.

In the quiet moments, whispers grow louder,
The soul finds solace in the promise of tomorrow,
Each tick of the clock a symphony of trust,
In the embrace of the unseen and the known.

So, in the stillness of waiting, dreams softly sing,
A melody of hope that echoes through the night,
For in the heart of patience, love’s light is found,
And the dawn will come, gentle and bright.