In the cradle of twilight’s gentle embrace,Light whispers secrets to the fading day,As shadows stretch and softly trace,The tender path where dreams sway.Between the realms where night and day collide,A silent symphony weaves its mystic song,Stars awaken, casting aside their pride,While the moonlight guides them along.The horizon blushes with a golden hue,As the sun begins its tender rise,Chasing away the night’s somber view,With a promise of hope in painted skies.Yet in every glow, a shadow lies concealed,A reminder of the balance they share,In the dance of light and dark revealed,Their eternal bond beyond compare.