In the quiet embrace of midnight’s gentle veil,Whispers of dreams softly begin to sail.The stars above weave stories untold,In the silence, mysteries quietly unfold.The moonlight dances on the sleeping earth,Cradling dreams in their silent birth.Time slows in its ethereal flight,As shadows melt into the night.In realms where slumber holds its reign,Thoughts drift like clouds, free from pain.A world of wonder, tender and deep,Awaits the soul in the realm of sleep.So let your weary eyes gently close,And in the night, find sweet repose.For in the arms of sleep, peace resides,A gentle haven where the spirit glides.