In shadows cast by time’s unyielding hand,
We find our place beneath the fleeting stars,
The dance of life in rhythm with the sand,
As death awaits beyond life’s fragile bars.

The autumn leaves, in whispers, speak of fate,
Their golden hues descending to the ground,
A silent ode to moments we create,
Yet in their fall, a deeper truth is found.

The heart, though bold, must yield to nature’s will,
In every breath, a step towards the end,
Yet love and memory linger, strong and still,
In whispered winds, our souls will transcend.

Embrace the night, for in its quiet grace,
We find the peace that day cannot bestow,
In death’s embrace, a gentle, warm embrace,
A journey where new mysteries will grow.