In the quiet corners of the night,
Where whispers of the stars take flight,
A dance unfolds between light and dark,
A gentle weave, a tender spark.

The moon, a lantern in the sky,
Guides the dreams that softly fly,
Through shadows deep and secrets old,
Stories of the night unfold.

Light caresses the sleeping earth,
Awakening thoughts of endless worth,
While darkness cradles the weary soul,
In its embrace, we become whole.

Together they paint the world anew,
In shades of silver, black, and blue,
A symphony of silence and song,
Where both belong, where both belong.