In the quietude of the night,
Where stars softly gleam,
I find solace in the shadows,
Cradled by a peaceful dream.

The moon whispers secrets,
In a language only sleep knows,
Guiding the weary mind,
Where tranquil rivers flow.

Blankets of darkness wrap around,
As eyelids gently close,
The world fades into silence,
As the heart seeks repose.

In this realm of slumber,
Time loses its grasp,
And in the gentle embrace,
All worries slowly unclasp.