In the hush of twilight’s gentle embrace,
Light weaves through the tapestry of night,
Casting golden threads in a darkened space,
Whispering secrets of the sun’s last flight.
Shadows stretch and curl in silent grace,
Cradling the earth in their tender fold,
A dance of contrasts, a celestial chase,
Between warmth of light and night’s bold cold.
Stars awaken, piercing the velvet dome,
Guiding lost souls through the vast unknown,
In their glow, the heart finds a quiet home,
Amidst the balance of light and dark overthrown.
Dawn breaks the spell with its gentle touch,
Breathing life into the sleeping earth,
Light and dark, entwined, give rise to much,
A timeless cycle of death and rebirth.