In the silent embrace of shadowed night,
Where whispers of the unseen take flight,
A tapestry woven with threads of black,
Guides the wanderer on an uncharted track.

Mysteries linger in the quiet gloom,
Where moonlight dances on nature’s loom,
A world unveiled through the veiled mist,
In darkness, even shadows persist.

Stars pierce through the inky shroud,
Silent witnesses to the ethereal crowd,
The night sings a song of the forgotten,
In the heart of darkness, nothing is rotten.

Yet within the folds of the shadow’s veil,
Lies a truth the light can never unveil,
For in darkness, the soul finds its peace,
A sanctuary where its whispers cease.