In the silence where the shadows grow,
The sky weeps with forgotten stars,
Echoes of time in a gentle flow,
Whispering tales from afar.
The oceans sigh in a lullaby,
Waves retreat to a distant dream,
Beneath the pale and tender sky,
Worlds unravel at the seam.
Trees stand in solemn grace,
Guardians of secrets untold,
Leaves fall to embrace
The story of a world grown cold.
As the earth takes its final bow,
Hearts remember the warmth of light,
In the quiet of the now,
We hold the end within our sight.