In the gentle hum of nightâs embrace,
A whispered symphony takes flight,
Stars above begin their dance,
To the rhythm of the silent night.
The rustling leaves in secret speak,
Of dreams and tales in breezes soft,
A lullaby of natureâs voice,
Carried aloft, where dreams take off.
The distant call of a lone night bird,
Echoes through the tranquil air,
Unseen yet felt, its song is heard,
A melody woven with tender care.
In the quiet, the soul finds peace,
In the sounds that paint the night,
A harmony that never ceases,
Underneath the starlit light.