In the quiet of the night, a whisper calls,
The shadows dance, the moonlight falls.
A journey begins with a single sigh,
As the stars look down from the darkened sky.

The heartbeat slows, a gentle fade,
Memories linger, though bodies degrade.
In the stillness, there’s a solemn grace,
As we meet the end with a calm embrace.

Tears may fall, but love remains,
In every echo, in every name.
The presence felt in the silent air,
A reminder that death is everywhere.

Yet fear not the final breath,
For in death, there is no regret.
A passage to another realm,
Where peace and eternity overwhelm.